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Ophiuchus (A poem)
« on: November 11, 2009, 03:42:12 PM »
This poem is a villanelle, my first one.  It actually went a lot smoother than I expected, considering the rigidity of the form and meter.  Anyway, I just thought I'd post it since it's about astronomy/mythology.  (I can't say that Shaina was a huge inspiration in writing this, but...)



"Ophiuchus"

You, great serpent-holder with feet of clay,
Who were you before you took to the sky?
Why donít you appear in the light of day?

Were you Asclepius, as they now say,
Telling us all we did not have to die?
You, great serpent-holder with feet of clay.

Did you warn the poor Trojans of the fray,
LaocoŲn, who saw the Horseís lie?
Why donít you appear in the light of day?

Were you Apollo, and the snake your prey,
Fighting for the oracleís magic eye?
You, great serpent-holder with feet of clay.

Was it you who kept the snakesí fangs at bay,
Phorbus, who saved Rhodes when danger was nigh?
Why donít you appear in the light of day?

There, in the heavens, your brilliant array,
A monument, shining, from up on high.
You, great serpent-holder with feet of clay,
Why donít you appear in the light of day?