So a while ago I have had a proper, nice dream that is actually meaningful. Here it is: The Spartan army –spears and shields, camped up to rest a little bit during a campaign. And I, a captive girl in their retinue. I decide to escape, running for my freedom and acting quickly. I make…
Tag: Antiquity
An Evening Tale-Part II.
Perhaps a dove among the mourning doves is my beloved now. Such light wings and what chilling song! I’d appear bulky and sullen before them. Denying me, they hide between foliage as the sun hides in the grayness of the evenfall –now cold and foreign appear the high clouds and the cobblestone wall. Maybe, maybe…
An Evening Tale-Part I.
Could I speak of nostalgia? A nostalgia not of my own yet belonging to an impersonal stream of memories, the kind often evoked in drunken delights of spiritual journeys? One seems to recognise and relearn the fragments forgotten in the turbid, slow-flowing streaming of Time, given the right setting. So I sit here, a stick…
The Beginning
I call Dionysus the loud-roarer! Who wails in revel! First-Born, two-natured, thrice-born, Bacchic king, Wild, inscrutable, cryptic, two-horned, two-shaped, Bedecked in ivy, bull-faced, war-like, howling, holy, Divine victim, feasted every other year, adorned with grapes, bedecked in foliage. Euboleus, counselor, Zeus and the maiden bore you… on a secret bed, immortal Daimon; Listen happy one…