today's poem is from 12:97
been sort of busy. a death in the family. my sister in law died of a heart attack late last month. always hard to deal with stuff like that. RIP is the best i can think of at the moment.
hot summer continues. less hot than a lot of the country i guess, but still, i prefer the cool fall and rains.
other than that - the usual chaos and uncertainty of work. but at least it's still work. loads of changes (and overtime) in the next few months. Oh joy. At least, the end of the month brings me a vacation. Still working on plans for that. :-)
a myriad of unfinished dreams:
she was Aphrodite
telling me she was ordinary,
not worthy worship, in her eyes
i could see epics waiting to unfold:
i could see the moons of Jupiter
waiting for her descendants to populate.
& she telling me
she was just ordinary, not even
my hecatombs burn still
in the dark hills above her father's castle.