Aphrodite, Her Theophany On Chios Comments

Loved reading the comments of adorable poets below along with this poem.

It was dawn when Aphrodite alone entered our world. Time and Change scattered before her august approach. She stepped forth as from a mirror, glittering, flashing, she seemed to float across the marble floor. A fountain cascaded with its columns of water made more pure in the Goddess's presence- - - - A great poem, a majestic representation of blissful beauty that changes every thing around it to pure joy!

Daniel, not as familiar with the myth as you, I choose to read this as an allegory of Love showing up in our lives. Indeed, time and change suspend. Indeed, we are drawn to it in worshipful attention. Indeed, the fragrance of ichor (I had to look this up) remains long after Love disappears. And how can we not cling to its memory, look forward to its next appearance? -Glen

what everyone saw, was a benign presence, gentle, pure, kind. Aphrodite glided across the floor.. mosaic, and people heard the music of Aegean.. waves.... //.... A very melodious ode to the legend of Aphrodite drawn from mythology. Thanks for this beautiful poem.

A very beautiful poem, majestic and magnificent!

Servants bowed their heads. Silence was singing with muse of freshness and pure morning. Aphrodite alone entered our world at the dawn time and with the scenic beauty and lovable purity people greeted. Long after she disappeared into ether. Goddess's purity is perceived well. An excellent poem is well penned....5 stars!

Top marks, of course. What else could a reader give this? Besides top marks a million times

Aphrodite glided across the floor mosaic, and people heard the music of Aegean waves, rolling back and forth.- - - - - - - - > perfect, perfect, perfect- and a little eerie being as hauntingly beautiful as it is

She stopped at the edge of the portico, and looked up into the vanishing stars. Her eyes connect the stillness of things above and below. She stands or moves. It does not matter which, it is the same poise, the same serene presence. Her calm, an ultimate calm, - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - > I see her physically, I see her personality, I see her

She stepped forth as from a mirror, glittering, flashing, she seemed to float across the marble floor.- - - - - - - - - - -thank you for bringing her alive for us to see

There is no better poet on PH than Daniel Brick.. I would think this piece was written by an ancient Greek poet- except that it flows so much better than their ancient language flows for our modern ears. If I marked my favorite lines, I would simply copy and paste the entire poem all over again. You wield a magnificent pen, my friend.

This is a magnificent piece of work. Thanks so much, Daniel, for sharing it here. The classical references are precise and the imagery is beautiful. One of my favorite poems now.