from Archilochus
229    the beechshaft flew 
98     spears 
       of the overcome
       Athena the divine 
       tower 
           of stone 
       men of Lesbos 
           hand in hand 
       with Zeus Olympian 
       we brought malice 
           on swift spears
 
       they stood struggling 
           on the walls 
       which 
       with effort 
                 we 
       clad in ladders 
       all in motion 
       quivers uncovered
                     turmoil
       there 
101    the bodies of 
           seven we overtook 
       we thousand killers
              # # # 
36     against the wall
           in thick shadow 
49     hated
       thief roves 
           the city at night 
              # # # 
45     they choked on
           clots of pride 
129    you 
       choke on friends 
              # # # 
88     Erxias
       where will these 
           doomed troops muster 
89     now all 
       smoke 
       ships 
           sharp 
       killing 
           dries 
       in the sun 
       daring 
       who yearn 
       much can
       but 
           cut 
       them 
           checked 
       this 
           the people 
       relax 
           release 
       from brothers 
       cut off 
       broken 
           driven 
       for me breath 
       from below 
       dies the same 
       know this 
       message will 
       reach Thasos 
       and Toronaius 
       quick ships 
       from Paros 
       and brothers 
       breath but 
       fire surrounds 
       the city 
       Erxias send 
       a raid 
       don’t fail 
              # # # 
193    I’m wracked with regret 
       riven with aches 
           to the bone 
       I lie lifeless 
196    I’m slack and 
           undone by desire 
191    like Polyphemus’ sheep 
       that urge curled 
           into my chest 
       poured thick mist 
           over my eyes 
       stole my sense 
           and drove me 
               from below 
              # # # 
30     gladdened by myrtle 
           and a rose 
32     through the myrtle 
37     such a fence 
           surrounds the yard 
              # # # 
170    they stayed behind 
           many of them 
132    and their thought 
           shifts with events
              # # # 
237    how he sawed
           through the neck 
222    cut the sinews 
           of his member 
              # # # 
195    to bring home 
            something clearly wrong 
202    close to me 
           and my friend 
              # # # 
31         hair 
               shaded 
       shoulders and back 
48     fragrant 
       hair and breast 
       old men burn 
       Glaucus 
180    embers in it 
235    under a load 
219    but nothing resists 
254    we can’t 
              # # # 
111    cheer the boys
       gods have already 
           fixed the outcome 
4      hey 
           stranger 
       dinner 
           no 
       don’t press me 
       come 
       with the dipper 
       along 
       all the benches 
           of this ship 
       dole out wine 
           from that jug 
       scrape the bottom 
       we 
       can’t stay sober 
           on this watch 
              # # # 
23     it’s work 
               sure 
           if he’s afraid 
       he won’t stay 
           but that’s not me 
       I care 
          count on it 
       I don’t know 
           what you think 
       that I’m a fool 
           fair enough
       but it’s not true 
       I’m an ant 
           I’m steady 
       give 
       when I get 
       take 
       when I’m taken 
       that’s the truth 
       and I’m here 
           for the taking 
       make them jealous 
              # # # 
230    Zeus give them 
           an awful drought 
107    the Dog Star 
           rises in heat 
       let 
       that bright light 
           wither them all 
              # # # 
168    Charilaus 
       son of Erasmon 
           here’s something funny 
       my good friend 
           listen and laugh 
35     I have an ox 
           he’s regal 
       he knows his work 
           but won’t 
252    snapped his dickstring 
              # # # 
41     the kingfisher on 
           the rock outcrop 
               beats its wings 
212    the edge of 
           waves and air 
24     the sea resounds 
213    souls held in 
           the waves’ embrace 
8      in the ocean’s 
           braided gray brine 
               praying for home 
9      if his head 
           and lithe limbs 
       had only had 
           Fire’s clean clothes 
12     hide 
       the dread gifts 
           of Lord Poseidon 
106    a fast craft 
           in the sea 
       under full sail 
       and let run 
           before the wind 
       so long as 
           we remember you 
       keep us from 
           the batter and roil 
       you know how 
105    Glaucus 
       see the deep 
           troubled with swells 
       a cloud sits 
           on Gyrae’s heights 
       sign of storms 
           and sudden fear 
192    of fifty men 
           Poseidon saved one 
               Koiranos 
              # # # 
184    cunning held water 
           in one hand 
       in the other 
           fire 
118    if 
       I could touch 
           Neobule’s hand 
              # # # 
197    Zeus 
       I didn’t have 
           a wedding feast 
246    but women beckon 
              # # # 
211    a good gig 
           and sharp pilot 
307    the trap fishes 
           while you sleep 
              # # # 
236    distressed by lice 
44     there was drool 
           at his mouth 
               quite a lot 
47     girls drove him 
           from the door 
              # # # 
127    my mistake made 
           mischief for another 
226    I understand nothing 
           nothing at all 
              # # # 
38     only 
       the better daughter 
           of Lycambes 
60     triply blessed who has 
           such a child 
172    father Lycambes 
                       what 
           are you saying 
       you sound deranged 
       you were always 
           so sensible before 
       now 
           with everyone 
           you’re a joke 
              # # # 
205     don’t wear perfume 
           at your age 
188    your skin 
           no longer supple 
               has grown dry 
       and 
       furrowed with age 
       the soft expression 
           of your face 
       has 
       felt the breath 
           of winter winds 
       many winter winds 
189    you had a few 
           blind eels 
190    and I had 
           deep wooded clefts 
               in youth 
              # # # 
231    skirting submerged hogbacks 
21         a spine 
       of an island 
       with a line 
           of defiant trees