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  • Babylon: 3 Poems

    At Nebuchadnezzar’s Palace

    While speaking with friends who sought an audience
    With our ruler waiting in an anteroom to perform
    A ritual washing before entering his sacred presence

    I saw you in the light-splashed courtyard bent over
    At the cistern filling two pottery jugs with water
    Already early in the morning the sweat glistened

    On your olive-coloured skin and stained your beige
    Tunic the lovely valley between your ample breasts
    Was moist and fragrant as the soil that lies between

    The Tigris and the Euphrates I became aroused by
    These intoxicating darknesses but did not speak
    About this pleasure then or afterward to my friends


    Morning Redemption on the Euphrates River
    in Ancient Babylon


    My neighbour Josephus and I were walking in the morning
    Along the banks of the Euphrates up ahead we saw a crowd
    I could see that the High Priest with his fish-mitre hat and
    Two other black-robed priests were lashing together a man
    And woman back to back wrapped so tight they could not
    Move from the upper chest down to their bound feet “It is
    An alleged adulterer and her lover” mused Josephus “Let’s
    See what happens” I recognized you when the crowd
    Parted to let us high ranking noblemen pass through to the
    Front of the gathered throng I overheard two women
    Saying that your name was Anata named for the Goddess of
    The Earth the High Priest spoke to your husband you
    Uttered no words yet I could feel your penetrating blue eyes
    Cut through the air as you stared at him in silence with
    Your head held proudly high your lover wildly begged for
    His life to be spared the High Priest and his helpers quickly
    Shoved you off the bridge your lover thrashed his arms
    About in the river an eternity passed in those few moments
    Then your husband yelled “Get them Out!” Josephus muttered
    Under his breath “Nehemiah - that Man is a fool” But I knew
    A different and more divine truth you were worth more than
    One hundred and eighty altars to Ishtar The Great Temple of
    Marduk or Nebuchadnezzar’s Hanging Gardens of Babylon


    Letter to Anata

    You do not know me but I have seen you twice before once at
    Nebuchadnezzar’s palace filling water jugs and last week at that
    Unfortunate incident on the bridge my name is Nehemiah and
    I have had difficulty sleeping since that time I must meet with you
    I have an overwhelming desire to learn about the fierceness that
    Resides behind your lovely eyes which remind me of the deep blue
    Sky at dawn I also want to understand your courage and your inner
    Resolve in the face of death that day your silent determination
    Showed more strength than the greatest sword that has ever been
    Forged will you grant me the honor of meeting with me tomorrow
    Morning at the break of dawn at our community well near Marduk’s
    Temple I want to witness the first rays of sun as they caress your
    Dark brown hair I must mention one last truth your parents chose
    Your name well I too have a restless spirit and have found little
    Satisfaction in life my servant Zachariah memorized this note



    Last edited by Tanner; 06-15-2016, 01:54 PM.

  • #2
    This is amazing Tanner. I kept looking for more to read. I am a student of the Bible and bible literature as well I like mythology. Bravo mi amigo Miguel!! Tus poemas me dejaron encantada. :-)

    translation: bravo my friend Michael. I was enchanted by Your poems. :-)
    Last edited by AlexandratheLate; 06-15-2016, 05:21 PM.

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    • #3
      AtL, I finally decided to post these poems together; since they were interrelated. My daughter speaks Spanish. I took 1 semester of Spanish at the University of Michigan and got 14 on my Final Exam. I couldn't trill my R's among other sins.

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      • AlexandratheLate
        AlexandratheLate commented
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        I read you and lunar's translations and decided to jump in. My mom made me take Spanish in school but I wanted to learn French. I speak a little Italian that I learned being raised around mostly Italians. :-)

    • #4
      AtL, I said it before, you are a truly magnificent modern Renaissance Woman, truly gifted in so many of the Arts. Are some men afraid of your talents?

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      • AlexandratheLate
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        I'm afraid so. :-). Thank you very much for the compliment.

    • #5

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      • AlexandratheLate
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        This is how I looked when I married him.

      • MHenry
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        Here, you remind me of Cher

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      • AlexandratheLate
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        This is what I look like now and he said I was now ugly and couldn't compete with other women. As I thought about it, I believe he was such a narcissist that he felt like he was competing against me. I never viewed marriage as competition but rather a complimenting each other and support.

      • MHenry
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        Here, you remind me of an angel.

    • #7
      AtL, That Man was a True Fool! I think this is a discussion to continue elsewhere.

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      • AlexandratheLate
        AlexandratheLate commented
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        I got that a lot MH - that I looked like Cher when I was younger. Thank you for the compliments. :-)

    • #8
      Dammit, Tanner, you set it up, get me on the edge of my seat, and then you leave!
      I am unfulfilled! Indigo spheres, if you will! Add the fourth stanza, please. Tell me what happened at Marduk's Temple, and please do not disappoint!

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      • #9
        MHenry, You know what, I think you're right; I need to get working on # 4. Thanks for the encouragement.

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        • #10
          # 4 is posted.

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          • #11
            I tried, but ... I'm afraid this is prose.

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