Hero and Leander - the Surface From Depth

Leander loved Hero, who lived on the opposite side of the strait, and would swim to her each 
night, but was drowned in a tempest. Hero in despair cast herself into the sea.*

What body this    asea    all vision past
This hallow'd temple bobbing half-between?
What vengeful God has sheath'd fond Hero's light
Commanding tempest fingers    long    and    lean?

To wake no more    no more to pad the fields
Of hyacinth on fair Abydos' shore;
Is truth    deep gone    asparay in jet-black waves
Which buoy the spirit on no more    no more

What figure this    at peace    which calmly drounds
While all around the shrieking bedlam raves?
What zealous    spectral God does rage above
Disturbing not the silence of the grave?

*Bullfinch Mythology
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Dietrich Avatar
September 26, 2010 at 5:52 PM
HI, Daver, thanks for commenting on my thanksgiving write. I wonder if this one was in that book you gave me. This poem based on mythology. I wish I could find some of the childhood ones of yours that I have not read yet. But i think I may have read everything you wrote here at Soup! Great words in this one, Daver. You never answered my questions in my last email to you! Luv, Andrea
Curcio Avatar
January 29, 2009 at 6:03 PM
One can run out of superlatives when commenting on your work. "drounds"?
Fawcett Avatar
November 22, 2008 at 3:30 AM
Awesome poetry. I really enjoyed this. Best wishes, Nigel
Winter Avatar
November 21, 2008 at 1:31 PM
Love your passion for Greek Mythology. It is understandable as so much is emotionally enchanting and a wonderful inspirational tool for writing. I have been obsessed with different eras, legends, fantasies. For example the Lord of the Ring trilogies. I read all 4 books twice and have seen the movies countless times. I believe there are other worlds than we know of. Which brings me to The Dark Tower series by Stephen King. Why am I Rambling? Sorry! Awesome write. Love, Shar
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November 21, 2008 at 11:58 AM
Wow, that's a crazy tale! I knew a girl names Heor after this poor lady...excellent writing Daver, you brought me right into the shreiking sea. Love Kristin
death stare is about catia.... i has a deeper meaning when i put in first person at the end.
yea...my b-day is nov 23.... 16!!!! my friend catia know alex
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