Inspiration · On Writing · Poetry · R.M. Engelhardt · The New Verse Movement

Eclipse

 

 

lunar eclipse

Nothing is there beyond hope
Nothing that can be sworn impossible
Nothing wonderful, since Zeus,
Father of the Olympians
Made night from mid-day
Hiding the bright sunlight
And sore fear came upon men.
[Perhaps written having seen the eclipse of 6 Apr 648 BC.]

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