The light
of Knos-
sos lies
beyond.
Where we,
like Dae-
dalus,
shall fly
Or like
Icar-
us shall
plummet
But at
least have
tried to
touch the
sun.
Tried to unfold our wings;
broad as the plumed tamarisk,
and soar, like the plover, over everything.
Fear not
the min-
ute min-
otaur.
Dreaming
head like
blooming
Chaste tree.
Fear not
the ty-
rannous
Minos.
Instead,
follow
the thread
of dreams that leads into the light of day.
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Note: The tamarisk, plover and Chaste tree (a flower) have been picked because, apparently,
they're common sights in Crete.
Comments
Highhat | August 1, 2011 - 05:24
I have been to Crete- stayed in a little harbour town called Xania- it was way back in the mid- seventies so there weren't so many turists. It was such a beautiful holiday and a really beautiful island. I remember the lemon trees were blooming- ah lovely.
Nice little poem- love the structure.We learnt a lot of greek Mythology in school, very interesting.
;)Pia
well-wisher | August 3, 2011 - 22:19
Thankyou very much, Pia.
I've always wanted to write a poem that used enjambment to represent turning corners and a Labyrinthe seemed appropriate.
JoHn
Highhat | August 4, 2011 - 04:42
what does enjambment mean JoHn- sorry couldn't find it in my dictionary??
well-wisher | August 5, 2011 - 21:33
Cut and pasted from Wiktionary:
"A technique in poetry whereby a sentence is carried over to the next line without pause"
Hope that helps.
JoHn