Friday, March 04, 2016

Poetic heroics

Found this lovely poem in a collection called Going Out with Peacocks by Ursula K. Le Guin. There are many striking poems in the collection, but this one particularly sounded for me today. 

"My Hero"

               for Caroline

Hesitant, frozen by the face
reflected in her shiny borrowed shield,
my hero stands —

and does she drop the sword?
Does she behead herself?

No. There are better things to do
with anger, with beauty,
with a headful of serpents
who can hiss wisdom; there must

be a story for my dear young hero.

It will not be the old story.

— Ursula K. Le Guin

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