Gaia, Kronos, Uranus; Asclepius, Orpheus, Gordias

No nettles within the gardens, No ¹needles within the haystacks. Who made for them new navels And showered with salted-wine what would not leave us. Who thrushed through every grain of every chaff, Picking out & crushing that which was rotten. We who made the meadows free! Who liberated they who were encased in ²amber; Rain, Lightning, Thunder. Who slayed the ³Fearsome Hydra. Slew the ⁴Slithering Gorgon. They who silenced the speaking weeds And the whispering flagons. Companions of the ⁵Dragon. Who caused the Titans to bleed. Who stitched the wound, Who cauterized it, Who bandaged it. The first of us to understand, What was the seed.

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