Thursday, March 10, 2011

the greekman's blues

 Rage.    Goddess, sing the rage of Peleus' son Achilleus,
murderous, doomed, that cost the Achaeans countless losses,
hurling down to the House of Death so many sturdy souls,
great fighters' souls, but made their bodies carrion,
feasts for the dogs and birds,
and the will of Zeus was moving toward its end.

---Homer, the wandering kithara player     (edited Robert Fagles' translation)

 If you see the will of Zeus coming-----look busy.

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