Posted in Poetry Dionysian Posted on May 17, 2021 by Stephanie Suh He was angry with his brother Whose beauty was brighter So he watered a wreath of wrath In libation of tears from Cocytus And grew trees that bore fruits That he held high triumphantly To the sun that shone it brightly. Share thisPrintFacebookEmailTwitterLike this:Like Loading...
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