Andromeda Poem by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Andromeda
The smooth-worn coin and threadbare classic phrase
Of Grecian myths that did beguile my youth,
Beguile me not as in the olden days:
I think more grief and beauty dwell with truth.
Andromeda, in fetters by the sea,
Star-pale with anguish till young Perseus came,
Less moves me with her suffering than she,
The slim girl figure fettered to dark shame,
That nightly haunts the park, there, like a shade,
Trailing her wretchedness from street to street.
See where she passes -- neither wife nor maid;
How all mere fiction crumbles at her feet!
Here is woe's self, and not the mask of woe:
A legend's shadow shall not move you so!
This poet poignantly observes for us an all too common tragic reality that can befall any of us.
Of Grecian myth... Strong allusion and good flow of imagery. Sylva-Onyema Uba
The ballads and myths of past had their inspirations of grief, woe, and triumph. But that does not leave us devoid in our own time of such inspiration, if we will only open our eyes to the Andromedas around us, even as Mr. Aldrich has so eloquently done here. Nicely done.
From street to street. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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12/7/2024 11:37:24 PM # 1.0.0
I think more grief and beauty dwell with truth. beautifull poem about the power of real experience, more and more needed today!