• meditations on death - 8

    From thang ornerythinchus@1:229/2 to All on Saturday, March 31, 2018 16:43:46
    From: thangolossus@gmail.com

    Thang thusly plagiarised:

    "Peneleos closed with Lycon— they’d missed each other with spears, two wasted casts, so now both clashed with swords.

    Lycon, flailing, chopped the horn of Peneleos’ horsehair-crested
    helmet but round the socket the sword-blade smashed to bits— just as
    Peneleos hacked his neck below the ear and the blade sank clean
    through, nothing held but a flap of skin, the head swung loose to the
    side as Lycon slumped down to the ground … There— at a dead run
    Meriones ran down Acamas, Acamas mounting behind his team, and gouged
    his right shoulder— he pitched from the car and the mist whirled down
    his eyes.

    Idomeneus skewered Erymas straight through the mouth, the merciless
    brazen spearpoint raking through, up under the brain to split his
    glistening skull— teeth shattered out, both eyes brimmed to the lids
    with a gush of blood and both nostrils spurting, mouth gaping, blowing convulsive sprays of blood and death’s dark cloud closed down around
    his corpse."

    Robert Fagles, trans.
    The Iliad (New York: Viking Penguin, 1990), 423-24.

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