Mediterranean Salad
Mediterranean Salad
As I gaze upon the picture hanging on the wall
of the Parthenon on Mount Olympus of long ago,
where history was made and mythology took root
(and phalanxes of hoplites conquered the known world)
while the gods ruled from the mountaintop,
and bellowed obscenities from their mouths
and threw down lightning bolts upon the shepherds
and their flocks, non-stop, and I thought,
it must have been a relief to feel the breeze off the sea
and to sit down and eat in peace
a Mediterranean salad with succulent sardines.
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