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Open Poetry #25

The soul of Dido

Streen
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since 2001-11-28

Posts 169

0 posted 2003-03-04 07:19 PM

Now Iris flies unto the wind
As Dido’s life begins its end,

The flames begin to smoke their fumes,
And through the soot her soul—it looms

In sunlit hair, adrift in way
that curls itself in whisp’ry days

Across the sun and reddened skies,
Where blood is spilt, begins to fly

And lift itself onto the wind,
As Carthage ends and Rome begins.

-Streen

Marge Tindal