I'VE poured my WINE

On Cloud of Drifting Time


Again a Socrates

Holds a cup brimful of
New, raw, lethal hemlock!
Everything’s mute an’ still!
Everyone’s spineless, dazed.
And lo, the cup trembles,
As the venom trembles!

Athens, 2008 © M. Syre
(Silence of the Piano Sings)

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