Helios ****** his seed of light— Phaethon's act, Pleasures born of pain, in the balled glass eyes, Frees a moat of grey matter cloud, light crackles, And one blue silent flash— mirrors zodiac skies.
The Phaethon story has often been understood to commemorate some great flashing event in the skies, whether comet or meteor. Everyone rushes by instinct—more accurately, habit—for a so- called natural explanation. But on examination, the case turns out not to be so easy. The narrating of the cataclysm may be fanciful and impressionistic, as if the poets enjoyed an emotional release from the regularity of celestial orbs . . .
"And the whole Skies were one continued Flame.
The World took Fire, and in new kindled Stars
The bright remembrance of its Fate it bears. . . "