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Below is the poem entitled SAPPHO'S FALLEN STARS part 2 which was written by poet Victoria Anderson-Throop. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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Just as in twilight –men’s eyes roam, unbidden, seek horizon’s golden light
Thus do men –roam with nature’s Sappho-rhythm--Yearning, yearning
into your indigo unceasing velvet night
Spiraling –throbbing--- perpetual sensations—Burning, burning
Hot despair-- escaped-- from siren-bred mad-delight
		Run did I until the fire burned from my guts
		Run did I until the flaming coals were crystaled ice
			Until the roads ate frozen ruts
			Until food forever lost all hope of spice
 Declared warnings…......backward turning……
neglecting…Forgetting….. in manly pride
                     a Fool, I flee, and with it take my learning……

Replace the ‘ tales’ of truth with modern, learned’, 
Mighty Strategies of War

	Now, my mistaken bloody price is paid, and
                   	Dread defeat lurks heartless at my door.

Penelope—I have none-- weaving waiting clothes
No wife or lover steadfast lingering in repose
I make a life of blood and war
Leave homeless families-- play no favorites-- rich or poor

I am no lowly man--these hands wield swords
My fate would have me scorn the simple deeds--
The tying and untying ropes and cords
the gathering of fruit or pulling wretched’ weeds

These hands serve words and promises a world and sea away
 This heart has lost its voice and fades this soul a bit each passing day

Bedfellows Grief and Sorrow

My Vanquished men 
Now a band in Shades of grey
		If only I had stopped their precious ears today
		Immune they would have been to Siren’s song

On me the Fault, on me-- the prideful Wrong

(continued on part 3)

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