I. timandra (reworked) by Sophia Graceyou were born an ocean-child,
sea foam bubbling from your lips,
crested waves of hair
(the oracle spoke of an journey;
you slept fitfully, perhaps dreaming
of the day you would sail into open arms)
and when the woman placed
you in my arms i was
blind and deafened
intoxicated with the roar
of the waves and my shame.
i saw my (& your) capacity for deceit
in your wandering eyes,
flirtatious,
curious to take in everything,
an ever-present reminder
of my own, for when zeus came
instead of your father,
i liked it
and i have always hated you for it. 12/28/2007 Author's Note: Timandra was one of Leda's daughters with Tyndareus, king of Sparta. Leda was raped by Zeus in the guise of a swan. Timandra was the wife of Echemus, king of Arcadia, but was unfaithful and deserted him for Phyleus, king of Doulichium.
This one is actually part of a series -- 'When Leda looks at her children;'
Posted on 12/28/2007 Copyright © 2025 Sophia Grace
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 12/28/07 at 03:42 PM thanks for the author's note. the poem is lovely, but chilling. |
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/28/07 at 05:22 PM I really like this approach of mother looking at child - very unique, and the mythological aspect is intriguing. |
Posted by Joe Cramer on 12/28/07 at 07:16 PM Awesome..... I loved the flow... |
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