Nina Kossman

Rookie - 274 Points (Moscow)

Cassandra's Dream - Poem by Nina Kossman

Kings from the world over
heard me speak with the living sibyl
saw me pour out her bowl on the briar
I poured water over the earth

the kings bowed down to my prophecies
their losses I meted out as air
my city rose out of ashes
the famine fell on the day of the fast

the kings the kings met me in the mind
with the ravishing of the grain
with the thousand-tongued plea for air
the fire inside my face

Topic(s) of this poem: myth, mythology, prophecy, history

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 24, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 24, 2015

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