Icarus Revisited
All of his training, all of his dreams,
Courage flowed through his veins, replacing duplicity.
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One of my favorite paintings is The Fall of Icarus by Pieter Breugel. I'm sure you know it - but if not, your poem tells us what was going on up there while the rest of us were fishing or ploughing here below.
Absolutely brilliant. This poem definately deserves more publicity than it has received. The imagery is beautiful, the words so crisp and fresh that I can imagine myself as Icarus, finally courageous enough to take that leap of faith. So bitter sweet, his triumph over gravity leads to his demise. With respect, Abby