soundofmanywaters

  Furies and Gorgons Blusterless Agamemnon The wind gone from your sails Buy a fair breeze With your daughter’s blood And get a hurricane With talons in it. Medusa rises from the abyss With serpents rising from her hair Each slithering shape gazing With the face of the oppressed: Despised daughters, belittled Sisters, grieving mothers, Abandoned widows and Rejected lovers. Quick, Perseus! Raise your mirror  before their stares Strike home into  your stony heart.