‘As Icarus Drowns: After Breugel’ by Bruce Dale Wise The Society March 19, 2013 Art, Poetry As Icarus drowns in the deep-green, wine-dark sea, before the white, round fisher happily ensconced and th’ extr’ordinary sailing ship embarking, a shepherd, standing near his flock and loyal dog, is gazing in the opposite direction tow’rd the sky. Above him, looking down, a plowman slogs along; he’s turning up the ground behind a horse. The landscape’s touched with foliage, shadows, trees; and all around one sees, birds, buildings, and, of course, the distant sun, that sits at the horizon, gleams o’er all, rocks, people, ships upon the watery diagonal the vista shows legs leave with ease. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. ***Read Our Comments Policy Here*** Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
