Pathos: The Poem
The pestering mouth
a table across the way
the hurt eyes are filling
her head is on my breast
prolepsis? I don't know
but wait my gentle reader
the busboy drops the dishes
the lamp is 3000 drachmae
I am sure this was my table
she was the love of my life.
© 2014 Rob Schackne
The canny reader will know that the lamp refers to the one that belonged to the philosopher Epictetus, bought for a fortune after his death by an admirer. Not that this is going to illuminate much.
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