Ii Procne
I must be dreaming. Alas, through
every dream, like pain through
anesthesia, a torturous
reality shows up.
A burning taste of jealousy.
A blind deaf muteness of
lust… I think I’d better add more
rosemary in the roast.
Procne, daughter of the king of Athens, is a figure in Greek mythology. She found out that her husband, the king of Fokida, Tereus, violated her sister, Philomela, and ripped out her tongue to hide his crime. Angry Procne killed her son from Tereus and fed the husband his meat. Zeus turned Philomela into swallow, Procne — into nightingale and Tereus — into hoopoe.
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