Sunday, April 12, 2015


Yes, it’s time to send the Elgin Marbles back to Greece and the Parthenon where they came from and where they belong. Greece’s wisdom teeth, extracted without its permission.

This poem is mainly about Delphi, though, which was renowned even into Roman times for its collection of statues, many of athletes. They’re all gone, I guess, destroyed or distributed among museums the world over. Delphi’s site was chosen by Zeus, who had determined it to be the exact location of Gaia’s navel.


Zeus determined the location
The exact spot of the navel
Of Gaia, Earth mother-goddess,
And so directed that Delphi
Grow there, in her praise:
Temples, statues, theaters, baths,
Clustered in their little valley
Soft lint in the bowl of Gaia’s belly,
Who reclined languid and sensuous
Over the horizons, one graceful
Arm stretched above her head,
Gazing with a shy smile at the sun,
Letting us share her love, letting
Us build and grow,
And in our borrowed strength, we grew
And descended and thrust
Deep into her. Gaia’s inquisitive
Surprise will pass, fleeting.
Her fever will cool.
She’ll gaze skyward
Again, decorous and ravishing,
Clean, and fragrant of the musk
Of sleek civets, and ambergris,
The blooms of unbroken groves
Of plums, and olives, and peaches,
And gorgeous sweet cherries. 


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