Send Me Minerva The Light, Even Dim, Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Send Me Minerva The Light, Even Dim,



Send me Minerva the light, even dim,
Even if the first flame,
The stone that in pre-history
Pressed against the rawness of another
Stone
Made fire: but not that fire,
The flame of wisdom give me
That I may in these days be indifferent
To the black Winter haunting me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 23 July 2014

This is another prayer-poem addressed to the gracious goddess Athena. Unlike the variations on Prometheus and his cosmic role, this seems to be a purely personal situation in which an individual seeks a solution to his probably psychological crisis, That's how I interpret the image of BLACK WINTER HAUNTING him. The FLAME OF WISDOM he requests will be still bright and triumphant but the victory is on a much smaller scale. The important point is the speaker's humility and subsequent gratitude to Athena.

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