Philoctetes (excerpt)

In your isolation you thought of revenge, perhaps,

of your recognition or at least for the significance

of your arms.

Yet, now, you have been vindicated, I won’t hide it,

I’ve come for these, as you have guessed: these

will finally bring victory to the Hellenes

(on this the oracle is clear) your arms, in my hands.

But above all I’ve come for you. I wouldn’t accept

your arms so that I’d be recognized or as a reward

for the deliverance I’m offering you: to take you along

to my ships with your incurable wounds and your loneliness;

and what deliverance? Such words are fashionable these days.

We’ve learned them — what more can we say?

No one has the time to see nor to speak.

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Gleam

In the comfort of your heart

his features gleamed

flooding the moonlight

when suddenly your loneliness

overwhelmed you

he had left you for his annual

adventure to the woods,

an amateur forest adventurer

he wished he could become,

and grabbing the phone

you start to babble with your girlfriend

distracting your hour with aimless talk

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