Friday, March 17, 2017

POEM XXXIII: Hesiod--Shield of Heracles--Dolphins!

      In the middle of the harbor
many dolphins were darting
      here and there
              looking for fish
they looked extremely real

Two silver dolphins 
blowing mist
              were devouring 
       the mute fishes
and beneath them
fishes of bronze were trembling

And on the shore was a fisherman watching
in his hands was a casting net
which he was seriously considering
throwing


(ll. 209-215)



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