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How We Heard the Name
The river brought down
Dead horses, dead men
And military debris,
Indicative of war
Or official acts upstream,
But it went by, it all
Goes by, that is the thing
About the river. Then
A soldier on a log
Went by. He seemed drunk
And we asked him Why
Had he and this junk
Come down to us so
From the past upstream.
”Friends,” he said, ”the great
Battle of Granicus
Has just been won
By all of the Greeks except
The Lacedaemonians and
Myself: this is a joke
Between me and a man
Named Alexander, whom
All of you ba-bas
Will hear of as a god.”
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