He hates sailing now,
though he must if he is ever
to find his way back to
Penelope’s arms; arms
he desires even as he
fears her serious eyes —
for Odysseus knows she
will see the stain of Hecabe.
She will witness
Odysseus’ eyes,
she will study Hecabe’s
leap from the prow,
a Trojan rock
breaking free from the cliff
and falling silent into the utter coldness of the sea;
a leap to death’s
green drowning
preferable to the supplication of his bed.
preferable to the supplication of his bed.
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