How is Daedalus judged?A Poem by Catherinea short quick poem about IcarusIcarus, your father's eyes were wide when you began to spiral down Into those traitorous waters He screamed so much the ruthless gods took pity On his poor dying boy Icarus, your father hasn't been the same He shouts at Helios sometimes Cursing him for shining that day And every other Icarus, your father has created a statue of a boy With flaxen wings He’s calling him by your name When he asks him where he’s been For the past thirteen years Icarus, your father has convinced himself that the boy replies And tells him: Father, I’ve been flying Icarus, your father nods and hugs him Begging him to never leave again And the boy says: I won’t Icarus, your father woke up one morning And at sometime he reached lucidity He destroyed the boy And drowned himself in the sea Icarus, your father’s body is bloated and blue on the shore Do you see him in the fields of forgiving asphodel? Or is he being punished for his crimes already? © 2016 CatherineAuthor's Note
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