Homer’s (the blind man’s) poetry as seen by helmut s.
They grieve at Troy
while the Greek troops salute Patroclus
and wish him farewell in style he deserves to travel into
the heavens where he belongs
and Achilles shall see to it that he gets there in style.
A feast in honor of Patroclus
is held with fish and plenty of meat
roasted on open fires available are wine
and women to satisfy the army.
The next day timber is hauled to the beach
and a spot readied to set fire
under Patroclus’ body so it may rise in smoke.
But the wood refuses to burn until the gods
with lightning lend a helping hand.
Achilles orders his men to hold funeral
games to honor his friend,
and he is sure that the dogs
found Hector’s flesh along the way,
as Achilles’ men compete for prizes such as
flawless- skilled women, tripods, cars, armor and weapons.
In games where second best don’t count.
…he stared at her, Sophia,
The question was now, “How can
a pass-word be retrieved if it
was lost or forgotten?”
The problem did not seem to be a
big one, at first sight.
He called the software vendors
24 hour hotline.
Discomfort was in his voice
for all they said was what he knew,
what he had read in the manual.
“A spreadsheet’s Passwords
can not be duplicated, replaced, if lost!”
He was locked out.
And it was Sophia’s fault…
…and Helen’s fault who had made him forget it
…knocking at the door was Sunshine
she was bringing a gift, a joystick for her
his computer. Still in a box
never used, one of the things
one of her friends had left behind.
And she said: “Tank you, tank you!”
as she gathered her clothes!”
“You don’t need woman I see,”
with a shy smile her black eyes
looking amused, “Dis good toy for
and she left bowing with a
“I want you to be happy, you know!”
bowing lower than he ever could and would.
she forgot her everyday Korean/English
wordbook. Left behind, he picked
it up from under the chair.
On the way to her door
his joints locked, froze,
he stood and read: Ne! = ja,yes!
He looked again and Ani=nein,no!
Gay he was, she was sure he was.
Who else would have turned
down her willing flesh?
Helen liked him as a neighbor
yet as a man, only humored him…
…apologizing he stood in her door.
Sequence – print – not what he thinks, dot
Sequence -let- her be or not
Sequence -goto- bed
Sequence -if- she wants to -then- I want it too
Sequence -print- now he thinks we might just move
Sequence -run- straight for the altar,
…she watched him
taken only jokingly
therefore she answered:
“Don’t worry you don’t have
to get me a wedding band
– a new car will do!”
She pointed at his gold teeth
and said: “I can see you are
rich… …how about Mercedes?”
…and giggling she was
covering her mouth
with one hand,
the other poked at his arm
he cussed her…
he had lost
not only face,
as her smile
…so he told her that
it was all her fault
that he forgot
and her face
looked very sad.
And he knew
Helen never would
speak with him
on his face
she said nothing
and he lost
his senses of smell
did not think
as a man
who ever had
had any sense.
He had lost
what he never had
yet he could
have had her.