Mythology Poems
Daedalus
by Chris Wind
I thought you would’ve learned–
all of you at Los Alamos,
and the rest of you
all over the world.
why was my story saved?
why is it told and retold
if not for that?
do you see in it
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1 - danae
by kat kat
the cellar
would keep me away
from man’s ugly gaze
thought my father
but no lock or latch
no bolt or vault
could keep away light
and into my prison a golden rain poured
through a slit in the ceiling
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Ulysses and Calypso
by Edward Robeson Taylor
For that they slew the cattle of the Sun
Ulysses' comrades sank to death while he,
Borne on the billows of the friendly sea,
Calypso's lovely isle in safety won;
Where filled with soothing rest his days did run
To murmurous music's luring notes as she
Bound him in coils of such captivity,
That but for Zeus his soul had been undone.
The God's decree the enamored nymph obeyed,
And helped the hero as his raft he made,
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Chiron
by Pierpaolo Gobbi
Oleanders, heavy with flowers
branching out in the cold mist
to witness an ungodly scene.
All around us the air stood still
not a blow on the mount
as if Zephyrus himself was waiting.
Tragedy in my arms
while I teach my murderer
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Pure Myth: Wukong 古风·悟空（Ⅰ）
by Yayu Uppsurya
翻江倒海我为尊，金箍棒下镇妖氛。
腾云驾雾翻四海，火眼金睛辨假真。
取经九九多磨难，初心不缘天命魂。
笑看群魔无生路，斗战胜佛名永存！
Pure Myth: Wukong 古风·悟空（Ⅰ）
by Yayu Uppsurya
翻江倒海我为尊，金箍棒下镇妖氛。
腾云驾雾翻四海，火眼金睛辨假真。
取经九九多磨难，初心不缘天命魂。
笑看群魔无生路，斗战胜佛名永存！
sisyphus
by Sirena V
every day, i'm heading closer;
life forcing me to push my own heavy boulder.
stuck in an endless loop like sisyphus;
feeling tortured on this earthly abyss.
i did not expect for life to be like this.
Daedalus
by Chris Wind
I thought you would’ve learned–
all of you at Los Alamos,
and the rest of you
all over the world.
why was my story saved?
why is it told and retold
if not for that?
do you see in it
......
The Greats
by Tyler Morello
All artists strive to be like the Greats.
No shame in vying to be someone's Van Gogh,
Going, going, gone, Homer
with his Odysseys and Iliads
and to all, a million ears lent.
Just as Romans did to Antony in Caesar.
Shakespeare's sonnets sold out theatres,
but I grasp at the same words as he.
I pin them to the walls.
I paint them on the mirror.
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Metamodern Tantalus
by Tyler Morello
"It's alright to feel behind,"
What they told me when they learned
I had never slept with anyone.
"You're not missing out on anything, really.
Not the electric rush of skin on skin,
Not the satisfaction of man's most primal urge,
Certainly not the burning of carnal fuel
And the fumes that follow,
No, none of that is quite important.
You just keep doing you."
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