Tag: Insight
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‘Come here love…’
Come here love: the evening itches on, like limbs inching unseen, each stretch kept under quiet wraps, his purr lending peonies, their wings rinsing the other’s dark silence. * * * Now, the window thyme in morning sun. Now, the long trunk but an X-axis. Yet: a single sprig is yenning Up.…
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On Ajax’s becoming mad
Overcome by rage, Ajax would have his revenge. He would steal upon the Greek camp, would bleed Odysseus alongside the other men who had had a hand in the scheme. Achilles had died and his armor was rightfully his–for who greater than he, what warrior more mighty and more deserving, what man nobler? Odysseus was…
Andrew Taggart, Ph.D. 