Sirens
Redemptive Sirens song and whisper
comely to stars' noctilucent mystery,
a sainted unspoiled nod to ascribe,
a mystery rightly to hold and imbibe.
Airy forms, on beatitude's pastures,
they walked; to paths where mortals,
once only go as the winds assuage
the dreamy fate of the Sirens' wage.
Still, with a becoming of dark stare,
sing above waves with a stygian care
to evaluate men unattackably virile,
unlovely wicked, with ill favored vile.
Beauteous, and even better looking
exquisite dames, are wickedly stalking
nautilus lives with songs entranced,
ardent and deadly, in dreams glanced.
Beamy and brilliant beckon forbidding,
talk to men souls, defenses abrading,
insatiable thirst of crimson, avarice,
in Hades flower beds, Dante's Beatrice.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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