Bronze statue of Zeus or Poseidon (Artemision Bronze), 2nd Century BCTwo Sonnets by Edward Hoke The Society March 10, 2018 Beauty, Poetry, The Environment 8 Comments 12/03/17 Of all ye gods, that crown Olympus high, Who yet remains that man’s not brought to heel? When aircraft daily pierce great Zeus’s sky, And Neptune’s depths have long since been revealed. Alas, the greenhouse did Demeter in, And eBay showed poor Hermes to the door; Now Hestia runs on gas, the forge an engine, And small blue pills cut Bacchus to his core. O how divorce court made Queen Hera stamp, And Pallas, too, when Deep Blue claimed check-mate, The twins out-done by fact’ry farms and lamps; Even warring Mars now fights behind displays. So fell the proud Olympians, save for one; Only Aphrodite leaves our scientists stunned. 12/14/17 How diverse must the world have seemed at first! When azure waves made marks on untouched shores, Bright galaxies across dark skies did burst, And endless forests bloomed in rainbow scores. Long have we known to reap what first was sown While green leaves rust, and with the wind elope. Why else would human eye hold optic cone, But to perceive the colors of our scope? Yet now have we these gifts neglected left, As hulking grey obscures these natural boons— I fear lest our children find a world bereft, Its natural wonders in concrete entombed. Above all else, to them these words entrust: Conflate not what we can with what we must. Edward Hoke is a Junior at Northwestern University, studying Acting. He is originally from Princeton New Jersey. Views expressed by individual poets and writers on this website and by commenters do not represent the views of the entire Society. The comments section on regular posts is meant to be a place for civil and fruitful discussion. Pseudonyms are discouraged. The individual poet or writer featured in a post has the ability to remove any or all comments by emailing submissions@ classicalpoets.org with the details and under the subject title “Remove Comment.” Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Related 8 Responses Joe Tessitore March 10, 2018 Powerful closing lines in both! Very well done! Reply Steven Shaffer March 10, 2018 Not trying to sound too pompous here, I read 12/03/17 as a sadness for the loss of humans’ sense of mystery and the magic of being. I like it, nice job! And: “Above all else, to them these words entrust: Conflate not what we can with what we must.” is very quotable! Reply James A. Tweedie March 10, 2018 Mr. Hoke, I found your poems to be well-crafted, relevant, witty, entertaining, captivating, poignant, memorable and quotable. I also join with Stephen Shaffer in commending the terminal couplet of your second sonnet. Well done. I hope there are more like these. Reply David B. Gosselin March 10, 2018 Edward, Very nice. I especially liked the first sonnet. “Only Aphrodite leaves our scientists stunned” is a wonderful line and does justice to the idea of poetry expressing that which is otherwise inexpressible. I thought I would share what has marked me the most in my life, in terms of understanding what classical poetry is about. Percy Bysshe Shelley and the Motivführung Principle in English Poetry https://www.schillerinstitute.org/fid_91-96/963_P_B_Shelley.html Keats’ Great Odes and the Sublime http://www.schillerinstitute.org/poetry/2009/keats_odes_leach.html I would say even those who are truly passionate about classical poetry have struggled to grasp the deeper nature of Keats’ Odes because they were such a dizzying accomplishment. A young man who had barely begun his life, managed to leave us with several Mona Lisa’s. What does this mean about the nature of mind and mortality? Best, Dave Reply Fr. Richard Libby March 10, 2018 These are two very good and thoughtful poems. Congratulations! Reply David Watt March 10, 2018 Both sonnets contain memorable lines, satisfying endings, and ample evidence of thought. Very well done! Reply David Hollywood March 11, 2018 Very satisfying poetry, and appealing to my own old fashioned naive nostalgia for the imaginative myths that fed my senses for what I should prefer, but which these days no longer has emotional opportunity. Many thanks. Reply Lenore March 12, 2018 I enjoyed reading these…thank you. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.