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Near Enough

Near Enough He’s almost beautiful, his shoulders big Enough, but not remarkable, his nose A handsome size, his hair thick as a wig Some balding man might buy, and in repose His face is solemn, not some pretty thing. The upper eyelids are as dark in tone As if...

Theoxenos of Tenedos

     Theoxenos of Tenedos A happy legend sets his [Pindar’s] death in the theatre, in the arms of Theoxenos of Tenedos, for whom he had written a dazzling, unambiguously erotic encomium.[….] Pindar was eighty, dry kindling.  The flame of desire burst forth and...