To meet and part and then travel on. ‘Nothing beside remains’.

If you could meet a historical figure, who would it be and why?

Daily prompt – laptop options

We turned a corner off that street halfway

Between the library and museum.

The day was already in its decay

So present was the past that had Priam

stood as if in metal made, Trojan brass,

we might have half believed it true, but there

alive in splendour, Ozymandias,

In front of us. No longer did we care

what truth or myth drew him before our eyes.

For we met him where no wonder’s risen

before in savage pride to boast its size

and affront our littleness. Some precision

Beyond, I thought, my usual practice

Came to my aid . ‘”Am I to understand

that you come here to now complete that wish,

Started in those desert lands, to command

all that you see to bow down, your power

to adore. So that no-one you should meet

could part from you an equal. A hour

or two hence forward dear friends we’ll greet:

So fade into your hysterical past

Your might not right must go, long dead at last”.

Stevie silly poem factory

Excuse the doggerel lovely people. I am so sick of being asked to think powerful leadership comes before all virtue, even in the politics in which I had put my hope that I lose all sense. Yet I long to see believers in ‘might is right’ from Sewerella Braverman to Keir Starmer (and the Netanyahu he defends for targeting hospitals) be at last judged by history since God refuses so to do.

All my love

Steven


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