PWoF 2016 - Topic 09 - Sept. 30

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Ode to a Grecian Kylix



Divine thy form is, round and shallow-dished
glazed black, red-figured as wise ancients wished
inscribed with seated star-crowned goddess Night
thou, kylix, complex, elegant
Greek potters’ most extravagant
production of their wheels and fancy’s flight.

Yet in thy elegance lies well-concealed
Greek practicality, at times revealed
in curving little handles left and right
by artisans unlettered
whose forms cannot be bettered
production of their wheels and fancy’s flight.



While underneath a Maenad hangs for dead
her disembodied spouse’s pop-eyed head
its owners found this handled kylix great:
space for emotive mythic ballads
Chian wine, hot soup, or salads -
with one peg upon the wall
they’d hang kylix lest it fall
just try that with a bowl or china plate.

Much enjoyed, well done rhyme scheme, I especially liked the way you made ballads/salads work.