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Oct 2016
HESIONE*

Shut in her room with the scent of roses
pounded with wet stones
picked one by one from the riverbank and shining still,
Hesione struggled to remove the clasps
which she placed on a piece of cloth weaved by her grandma.

Days later she lay in bed wrapped in a sacred vestment.
Secret hopes torpedoed her body
and for a moment removed the clasps from the groin.
All worthless.

People were buried nearby.
The freshly-dug graves smelled of tamarisks.
She and the Thoans scanned the sea.
Nothing reminded one of who she was and why she mourned.
She forgot all about Hercules, thurifications and joys never to be.
Now all worthless.  


POEM  FORM THE COLLECTION SALUADER
BY  MARIA PANOUTSOU  TRANSLATED IN ENGLISH BY GIANNIS GOUMAS
*Hesione: daughter of Laomedon, king of Troy, and sister of Priam.
She was chained by her father on a rock to be devoured by a monster in order to appease the anger of Apollo and Poseidon.  Hercules promised to deliver her, for a reward of Laomedon’s wonderful horses, and killed the monster.
MARIA  PANOUTSOU
Written by
MARIA PANOUTSOU  ATHENS, KEA , LONDON
(ATHENS, KEA , LONDON)   
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