After the War of the Bennetts - Castor and Pollux take the field.
Sons of Leda, mortal and not - the one a boxer, the other upon a horse. Neither one a swan.
When they are done mooning one another, the field is quiet.
Achilles howls out his vengeance and mourns Patroclus - who are we to judge.
Agamemnon, grim visaged, stands still in his chariot.
Ulysses, who has traveled far and not listened to the Sirens, counts his days.
What is neither spoken nor named is instead, counted.
Sparta has moved West of Athens.
Those Trojans are used up, wrapped and discarded - carefully.
The counsel of Gaul was heeded not, yet ultimately embraced.
Elysia returns to its own blissful self contemplation.
Regards, Tom.
Thomas J.Watson - Cabinetmaker (ret.) tjwatson1ATcomcastDOTnet (real email)