Quid ad me? A Poem Addressed to (Daphne in) a Laurel Tree, to Aphrodite, to Beauty & Immortality.
What is it to me oh laurel tree if, before the gaze of the fishermen who fish the Aegean sea it was your bark that bit into the body of Peneus’ lovely daughter, of naked Daphne as she ran through Thessaly as if to flee from the glory of God [Read more…]