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PoemsWhen we returned from Hell, that sorceress Who so loved our captain she set him free, Feasted us with meat and bread and wine, Praising us for our great-heartedness: In going down alive to the House of Hades, You will have died twice instead of once Which is enough for any man to bear. Sunset. And we sailors all lay down To sleep by the stern cables of our ship. But shapely Circe kept Odysseus up Making love to him for the last time, again And again, an infinity of kisses, and then Warned him of the dangers that lay ahead. Of Scylla and Charybdis I shall not speak,
The Sirens cut the wound that would not heal.
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