"The Abduction of Europa" by Rembrandt, 1632‘Son of Europe’ by Carlos Perona Calvete The Society June 23, 2016 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 6 Comments So turn whereto it dies, Pulse of a draining sun: The face of daylight’s guise The yield that night has won. See on the far-west front, Goes trotting godly fame: The bull called occident. His white hide bears a name – By what light is yet sparred (Again, he is Jove paired!) It reads: she, wide of brow; Or maybe: she, of dusk.* Set on, she will avow The birth of this cultus. It spells out Europa, (Decorous, ridding brusque) God’s virgin mineral (With frankincense for musk) Fair consort of the bull. Kingly initiate, Oh regal neophyte – The gods part you from blame, Buried to be raised up. Birthed thus into you name: Son of Zeus and Europe.** *Gilman, D. Thurston, H. and Colby F. (eds.), 1905. Europa. In: New International Encyclopedia. New York: Dodd, Mead. **Euripides, Cretans, cited in: Porphyry, On Abstinence from Animal Food, IV:xix. For the myth of Europa, or Europe, click here. Carlos Perona Calvete, twenty-six, lives in Brussels and has a background in International Relations and Organizational Behavior. 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)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 6 Responses Neal Dachstadter June 25, 2016 This poem taught me a great deal. “Inspiring” may be overworked but that will just have to be the case. Reply 绿山从 From Green Mountain (Cong Lu Shan) June 25, 2016 I am more interested to know what the poem means specifically. The only word I am left with is inspiring. So I correct myself. It is for worse that I remain so inerudite. As to matters of the classical life, it is better to be erudite. Mundane earthlife is best left to necessity. And, in other themes, the classical Chinese earthly animal is the horse, I believe. Ma. Ma. Ma. Horse. Wood. Mother. Reply C. Perona June 30, 2016 Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed it. Reply John Nazareth June 27, 2016 Carlos Perona Calvete, your poem is full of vivid flow and bright images .I love to go through more of your theme titles. Reply C. Perona June 30, 2016 Thank you! I’ll try publishing a few more in this vein (mytho-thematic). Reply Emilia June 30, 2016 An inspiring poem by a young son of Europe…thank you Carlos Perona! This poem coudn’t have been published at a better moment… Reply Leave a Reply to C. Perona Cancel ReplyYour 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.