Gaius Valerius Catullus

(84-54 BC / Verona, Gaul)

Ionic - Poem by Gaius Valerius Catullus

That we've broken their statues,
that we've driven them out of their temples,
doesn't mean at all that the gods are dead.
O land of Ionia, they're still in love with you,
their souls still keep your memory.
When an August dawn wakes over you,
your atmosphere is potent with their life,
and sometimes a young ethereal figure
indistinct, in rapid flight,
wings across your hills.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003



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