Spasm! Again
what manias
beat my brain
hot i'm hot
where's the fire?
here's horsefly
His Arrowhead
not fire forged
but sticks: heart
stuck with fear
kicks at my ribs
eye balls whirl
spirally wheeled
by madness, madness
stormblasted I'm
blown off course
my tongue my tiller
it's unhinged, flappy
words words thrash
dashed O! at doom
mud churning up
breaking in waves
You can feel and suffer with the pain of this tragic character, Prometheus, incredibly vivid and outstanding in this incredibly well written poem.
'Heart stuck with fear'! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
To P.H. people: it would be nice to know who was the translator..
heart stuck with fear kicks at my ribs eye balls whirl spirally wheeled by madness, madness the myth of Prometheus and your poem. wonderful. tony
I'm blown off course my tongue my tiller it's unhinged, flappy words words thrash.. very good poem. tony
but sticks: heart stuck with fear kicks at my ribs eye balls whirl spirally wheeled.....touching expression, Beautiful poem by Aeschylus.
I felt like Jimi Hendrix singing Manic Depressive when I read this poem aloud. Aeschylus rocks.
....an interesting write...the imagery is quite disturbing ★ eyeballs whirl