Yannis Ritsos – Poems, Selected Books, Volume IV

6th Century BC Angiography

Nothing, not his Godly power nor his famous exploits, brought

him much glory as his human weakness (and he discovered it

himself and especially he admitted to it), when, crying like

 a baby, with Nessus’ chiton eating his flesh, he climbed up

to the top of Oeta, on the pyre, as if he was ascending the

highest stairs.

                  From there he was received by the four-horse chariot,

bringing him to the thrones of the Gods, while the Nymphs were

putting down the fire, and the frightened and amazed Poeas ran

down the slope stumbling on the roots and the rocks.

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