On Reading A Recent Greek Poet


After the wailing had already begun
Along the walls, their ruin certain,
The Trojans fidgeted with bits of wood
In the three-ply doors, itsy-bitsy
Pieces of wood, fussing with them.
And began to get their nerve back and feel hopeful.


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On Reading A Recent Greek Poet