Leontes / ProcrisA Poem by Anna MitchellWhat if Cephalus, the hero of Greek mythology, was as cold as Shakespeare's King Leontes ?I batter myself against your edges and break in two: Perfect halves spitting sparks. I watch myself crumble and fall under the spear you cast. I’ve created my own perfect pain, your black faced centre recoils at the rich robe I wrap it in and you stare balefully back, hounds at your heels, unyielding rock below, diamond angles covered in cloud. © 2014 Anna MitchellReviews
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3 Reviews Added on July 16, 2014 Last Updated on September 2, 2014 Tags: #greek myth, #poem, #poetry, #writing, #shakespeare, #a winters tale, #diamond, #perfect Author
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