WHISTLING SHADE |
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Upon the Ides, a Chillby Patricia Faith Polak
O revenant, O umbra Hekate's own from gauzy tracery about Forum's stones Espy you, haunt you, the Cardo and the Decumanus? Spectra...breath a shade whiter than the moon Does the shambling Theatre of Pompey lure you to whisper within? Ghostly player, rattle of bones, moaning Unquiet company on no stage of life And I at some indeterminate age— or this my bell's ringing? Vapor entwining round the arcades of the tumbledown Porticus Pompeius Spirit given history by Plutarch, by Pliny, in haunted house tales by Plautus, Lucan Dead will not lie still until accorded right burial Revenge stalks the phantasmal corridors Wraith figure as Valeria Messalina Skeletal; insatiable; in chains Descent of Greek pneuma O spirit, O soul You roam restlessly within me
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