Homeric
Not wine dark but black, as black as mercury.
Or rather leaden in colour and weight,
And mercurial, the Waters already Covid-
Washed, the collective mind’s submarine.
The Sea of Azov and the Bosphorous
Both resonate with the Crimea, ancient
Names evoking history and deeds heroic,
Desperate and utterly foolish!
On the borders of Ukraine, the great
Garden basket, the fields of wheat and other
Bounty are now planted firmly with the
Unnatural spring crop of the armed bodies
Of men standing facing one another;
And the sea before them is not wine dark, but Black!
( 21/04/2021)
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