This is a collection of the poetry of Troy Camplin. As each poem is always a work in progress, comments and criticisms will be taken into consideration, and changes, perhaps, made.
Monday, January 15, 2018
The Poet's Task
I sing a goat-song -- Dionysus begs
Exploding swirls of singing out of me --
I have to lift my voice and lift my legs
To dance the golden out of muddy dregs
So that my music can make people free.
Reference to Pan?
ReplyDeleteThe Greek word "tragedy" is literally "trag-ode," or "goat-song." The satyrs--and Pan--were followers of Dionysus.
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