Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Isocrates Was Not An App



Instead, he resolutely disagrees
that lovely perfidious Alcibiades
was the student of well-worded
and wordless master, dear Socrates.

Knowledge of divine ta erotike
and lesser human motive play
roles in a grand schemer's dreams;
good Socrates didn't mold this clay.

On death's appointed evening
Agathon's Symposium in the past
charges mounted and words sting
corruption, the blight of human being.

For love of lovers, Platonic it seems
Alcibiades knew less than what he'd been;
to blame a good man loved and betrayed
old Socrates' fate: The Hemlock Dream.



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2 comments:

Cloudia said...

A worthy remembrance

eric1313 said...

I've always been a fan.