Tag: rome
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Yellowism
For every Roman soldier dead Sow daffodil bulbs in his stead In memory, the century flower Endowed with egg or butter’s burnished splendour.
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Natural boundaries
The end of all rainbows Where mightiness ends Where mightier no longer lends itself To prolonging Rome. Let clefts And shelves and sheets and seas And peaks and marshes rank with disease Mark borders, beyond which no Roman feet No roman fleets No roman steels Shall seek to steal Or impose leanmaking tithes A screaming…
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Walbrook Mithraeum
Barring time travel’s starry unveilment, or wormhole displacement We’ll never know how Mithras was worshipped below this pavement At Walbrook. This won’t brook our efforts to decode the frescoes in wall nooks, Brooks where flowed unctuously the lumbering blood of a missed Christ, More questions these deceptive inscriptions provide, Yet we continue trying to tease…
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The Roman way
Admission the only difference Between Trajan and Domitian Daily training how a man’s made Out there in diaperlike pants Trumplike in oils, regardless of age Rome’s warmakers raised rage-warmed blades And roared in aid of State Bit the weening nodule in pink A ring with no jewel as a symbol Deux, dual, duel. More fool…
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Cityscrape
Not in one day had pagans built great Rome, strong even today, When would Her intact flower’s strength at touch’s hint decay. The rock’s proximity to the places of crossed rods, oaths of office. Crossed the coppice in odd shoes Folded neatly the clothes of an officer Cloves masked the stink of the drink that…
Alchemisland 