Poems, Imitations & Translations


Oresteia - Chorus (3)


Little girl lost
you are all hard
the sound of broken glass

jangling inside
You cy foul
you cry woe

torrid & disdainful words
Pain is your friend
your comforter

the place that you call home
Tell us the whispers
haunting you

Control & manipulation
are your Mummy
your Daddy

embroiled emotions
& masses

of glass

[Acknowledgments to Angela Smith, whose texts "Sylvia, Poet – Sweet Sylvia" & "A Young Boy Sleeps" I've sampled from here].

[Jan Havicksz. Steen: "Het offer van Iphigenia" (1671)]

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