Athena, when you saved us with Hercules
from the Stymphalides Fowls, you wanted other things.
Neither honours, nor hecatombs.

I see you undressing your panoply quietly, and
lay down shield and spear, as if were tufts of snow;
wave in your transparent mantle, as a breeze caress,
slip away as a nymph to meet him behind your rock..

I gaze you, your beloved, showered by moonlight,
offers you the dead birds; and you see them as flowers,
his arms as if they were sky covering your whole body.

Waiting for you, I fell asleep…I see crowds from future
upset cause you gave a bad example for all the crowned,
they throw crowns when in love with mortals: for Miss Simpson
for Todi Al Fayiat, even Merylin Monroe for Di Maggio.

I wake up and reread Sophocles, 'Love wins in the battle’,
Evripides, “love..no strange, it’s common with most people”,
and Dante 'l' ?mor che move il sole e l' altre stelle'.

Let us confess to live in harmony with the nature,
mix up bleu and yellow to compose green of hope,
mingle tin and copper to have an admirable bronze statue.

Even a goddess has the right to love with a woman’s heart,
without frames and laws. Let her be united with her beloved
be embraced. Even a chinese wall cannot separate them
they can easily jump it over with the long pole of love,
and be reunited in one body, leaving you speechless,
on the loopholes, and thirsty at the fontana amorosa.



© JosephJosephides

Joseph S. Josephides

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