Poems, Imitations & Translations

Saturday

Oresteia - Chorus (2)



Cassandra:

I ran through the wood
scenting
new blood

eager to see
our army
tanks & planes

& ships & guns
Their job's
to bring her back

‘that fucking terrorist’
as Daddy calls her
who’s run off

with a man
again
Uncle Cal’s

in charge of cashflow
Colonel Killer
calls

the shots


[Euripides, Iphigenia at Aulis: ll. 175-95].

[Philippe Chery, "Costume for Agamemnon" (1802)]

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