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Fiona
is on page 71 of 96
And HECTOR died like everyone else
He was in charge of the Trojans
But a spear found out the little patch of white
Between his collarbone and his throat
Just exactly where a man’s soul sits
Waiting for the mouth to open
He always knew it would happen
He who was so boastful and anxious
And used to nip home deafened by weapons
To stand in full armour in the doorway
Like a man rushing in leaving his motorbike running
— Sep 08, 2026 05:25AM
He was in charge of the Trojans
But a spear found out the little patch of white
Between his collarbone and his throat
Just exactly where a man’s soul sits
Waiting for the mouth to open
He always knew it would happen
He who was so boastful and anxious
And used to nip home deafened by weapons
To stand in full armour in the doorway
Like a man rushing in leaving his motorbike running
Like flag
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Fiona
is on page 54 of 96
Like smoke leaving the earth vanishing up
When a town is under attack on a far away island
All day in a trance of war men murder each other
But at dusk silence only the fingers of fires
Lifting their questions to the mainland
Is there anyone there please help
— Sep 08, 2026 02:53AM
When a town is under attack on a far away island
All day in a trance of war men murder each other
But at dusk silence only the fingers of fires
Lifting their questions to the mainland
Is there anyone there please help
Fiona
is on page 40 of 96
Like ADRESTUS and AMPHIUS
Everyone knew they were going to die
They were the sons of Merops the prophet
He begged them to stay at home but the couldn’t listen
Their own ghosts were calling them to Troy
Immaculate in clean linen
They set out together but Death
Was already walking to meet them
— Sep 06, 2026 06:58PM
Everyone knew they were going to die
They were the sons of Merops the prophet
He begged them to stay at home but the couldn’t listen
Their own ghosts were calling them to Troy
Immaculate in clean linen
They set out together but Death
Was already walking to meet them
Fiona
is on page 39 of 96
Like when two winds want a wood
The south wind and the east wind
Both pull at the trees’ arms
And the sound of smooth-skinned cornel whipping to and fro
And oak and ash batting long sticks together
Is a word from another world
— Sep 06, 2026 06:50PM
The south wind and the east wind
Both pull at the trees’ arms
And the sound of smooth-skinned cornel whipping to and fro
And oak and ash batting long sticks together
Is a word from another world
Fiona
is on page 24 of 96
Orsilochus and Crethon grew restless
They had shallow stony eyes
Always starring at the pulling sea
And they were the grandsons of a river
Famous Alpheus whose muscular waters
Wind around Pylos
But those cold blue arms couldn’t keep them
As soon as they were old enough
They took a ship to Troy their story
Finishes here in darkness
— Sep 04, 2026 03:31PM
They had shallow stony eyes
Always starring at the pulling sea
And they were the grandsons of a river
Famous Alpheus whose muscular waters
Wind around Pylos
But those cold blue arms couldn’t keep them
As soon as they were old enough
They took a ship to Troy their story
Finishes here in darkness
Fiona
is on page 13 of 96
The first to die was PROTESILAUS
A focused man who hurried into darkness
With forty black ships leaving the land behind
Men sailed with him from those flower-lit cliffs
Where the grass gives growth to everything
Pyrasus Iton Pteleus Antron
He died in mid-air jumping to be first ashore
There was his house half-built
His wife rushed out clawing her face
Podarcus his altogether less impressive brother
Took ov
— Sep 04, 2026 06:38AM
A focused man who hurried into darkness
With forty black ships leaving the land behind
Men sailed with him from those flower-lit cliffs
Where the grass gives growth to everything
Pyrasus Iton Pteleus Antron
He died in mid-air jumping to be first ashore
There was his house half-built
His wife rushed out clawing her face
Podarcus his altogether less impressive brother
Took ov