Visit Tomb Of Rome © Surazeus 2022 12 13 If I could ever visit tomb of Rome I would search skull-paved Capitoline Hill to find the lost Temple of Jupiter where I once transcribed the Saturnine verse of epic poems that Muses sang on stage about the man of wiles and man of rage. In flowing waters of the Tiber stream I would swim with Venus in morning light then lounge on grassy bank of Tiber Island where birds and snakes play in its apple groves to feast on ripe fruit blooming from the Earth while she explains the secret of rebirth. In cave of dreams where Sibylla once sang, that forms foundation of the Vatican, I would chant ancient spells of riddle verse to prophesy the rise and fall of kings who wear the jeweled triple crown of Christ in concert with the laughing poltergeist. In crowded forum of philosophers I would discuss true nature of all things composed of atoms swerving in the void which congregate in strange material forms from linguistic Ideas our brains design which I teach to boys on the Palatine. In lush fruit gardens of sprawling estates I would saunter with wolf boys in moonlight and chase cute dryads into laurel trees who throw wreaths to the boys they want to marry but all I find now are cars on paved roads that rumble with the psychic songs of toads. Across blue fields of frosty hyacinths I would tread the golden stars of weird fate to stand by bubbling fountain of Juturna and strum melodious lyre of Mercury while singing sweet satires of Juvenal, then join wild naiads in the waterfall. On field of Mars where boys learn martial arts I would fire bow of Sagittarius, then march through wild forests of Germany where I reign as Belenus in stone fort, guarding Belestis, sweet goddess of light, who teaches me mind technique of dream flight. Though Rome of my memories is long gone, vanished in the mist of three thousand years, I feel its sacred landscape in my heart still glowing with light of eternity so I return to lush hills in my dreams to make love with Silvia by moonlit streams.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Poetry Foundation & Poetry Magazine
October/November 1963
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