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Monday, 16 September 2013

SECOND ODYSSEY

Love is not blind - that is a lie.
It is seas deep, and deeply sees
It is no fawning supplicant on its knees.
Honest love, should you embrace it,
Despite it's fierce regard, is kind
A tender giant with telescopic sight.
But should your desire be that Cyclops
Lid his fiery eye; you may rest
And be well comforted, Ulysses.
Quenched sight does not demand.

Remember though,
For this Second Odyssey
On which you would embark
There will be no Star of Truth
Nor loving hand to guide:
Adoration is quite blind.

Even the helmsman Homer
Singing the wine-dark sea
To leaping life
Though his sight was emptied,
Had not a shuttered mind.


Manuela Cardiga


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