This meditation on a scene (made public in a coin) from the history of female interiority is a fascinatng piece of contemporary poetry {poetics}. The tentativeness of the vision/epiphany (reinforced by the bracketing technique)is what I most like here ... a poem to ponder on all kinds of levels.

Rare and precious coin, indeed!! (Guess you know I am talking about the poem.)

Assume you mean Amazon? Only Amazones I can find wouldn't be appropriate. {Piece provoked so much thought, I Googled!}

Brilliant work, Axilea!!

xOx 'Pea' xOx

That is exactly what happens when I toss a coin too.

Glory be - it is a dilemma.

Very nice indeed.

~D.

Clever. The eyes deceive, or rather perceive what they desire. Patrick

Mystical and enchanting and the language you have chosen adds to the glorious alchemy of that spinning coin. I love the relief you paint with your words - can almost feel the contrasts between the thinness of the base metal and the embossedness of the intricate engravings between my fingers... The desire to rub its surface is akin to that of a genie's bottle. There are worlds within worlds captured between the upward/downward revolutions... all brought to a standstill by the measured pace of your lines. Quite hypnotic! xx

Where has Polly gone? Off to worlds of spinning coins fooling us until we learn that they are flat. Good lessons though.

Ron

so nice...also love the ancient greek stuff

EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Gorgeous, Axilea, just gorgeous!

John

Wonder how many of those Herodotus carried on his travels?

Georg

Wonderful poetry. This one really captivated me. Love the ancient Greek material too.

...gone to monogons, every one. When will they ever learn? Oh when will they ever learn?...

You spin poetry into beautiful spheres. --Charlie