Poetry Contest Submission - "Temple"

Shakespearean Sonnet

Van Walker
Temple

Sixteen pillars. Fifteen pillars stand

Where the chief of Javan's gods held court

And the sixteenth lays upon the land.

Upon once sacred ground, vermin cavort.

Was there no Perseus, no Heracles,

No Zeus-born hero to prevent the sack

Of her who'd sacked the world by such as these,

Such baseborn men that hell should spit them back?

Greater than the Parthenon upon

A time, 'til the rude invader came.

Air, now, forms the thunder god's salon

While sixteen pillars rest on Gaia's frame.

If gods there were or are, their only fane

Is silence, which no mortal can profane.

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Just your average 2.03 meter carbon-based life-form, Van has a virtually useless Master's Degree in English Literature and a well-worn Fender Stratocaster. He currently teaches English at a Korean university...  View profile

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  • Rick Soisson5/11/2011

    You should win.

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