Wednesday, September 15, 2010

The Chorus of Captive Women Have Just Finished Exhorting Electra

to speak sword
For sword (and blood for blood and).

What is sharper: Love
Tinged, crusty, boxed in the attic
(Where a frustrated fly-family
Holds council, one posing Will our generation survive
Another war-drought?
Laughing, Why fear now?) or love
That loves each equally, neighbor and son,
Justice without favor striking
Each, and, finally, his own, head?