Reading the Iliad (As If) For the First Time

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Lurid, garish, gash rended creature struggles to rise, to run with dripping belly Blood making everything more real pounds in the spearthruster's arm as in the gunman's neck the offhand moment--Now!--before he takes the bastards out Splendor in black and ochre on a grecian urn Beauty as truth The sea as background stricken with black long-oared ships on shore chariots shields greaved muscled legs horses rearing Beauty! flesh before gangrene Mind-shifting gods rush back and forth Delusion a daughter seized by the hair swung out to bewilder men Everything here is conflictual and is called man's fate Ugly glory: open-eyed wounds feed enormous flies Hoofs slicken on bloodglaze Horses turn away their heads weeping equine tears Beauty? a wall with names of the fallen from both sides passionate objectivity.