Athena II
Perplexed Athena gazed at the sea
as if to say the balance of the world
was based on it: fresh, liberal
fountain blessed by the spring
like the palms
of the beardless poet
reverently turned inwards
immense sea bearing gifts to
my endless wandering when
I discovered seeded fields
orchards with lemon trees
and grapevines ready
for the harvest
stars gracing rosy cheeks
blue domes of temples
each with different armies of
words and dreamy images
hopeless this misery
that I couldn’t escape
unless again I evoke Her spirit
logistical algorithm
Her divine intervention
a direction I was meant
to follow to the bitter end
when finally in the next room
they were already enjoying
the opened bottle of bubbly
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