Chorus of 3 voices
We/we/we, chorus of three.
Lived once a father and a son
Daedalus, the carpenter
Icarus, the son
Banished, both, for the sin of one, to an island on the sea.
Chorus–1st & 2nd voice
They walked the eastern cliffs. White seabirds wheeling over them.
Thus Icarus dreamed.
And so four wings were formed of wood and wax and feather.
Daedalus, the father, to Icarus, his son, said…
“If you disobey me and fly too near the sun the wax will melt. The feathers will fall. The wings will fail. And you will tumble like Phaëthon into the sea and die.“
Demand! Deny my father’s lies,
Sin-borne, sung in fear, of men hidden under darkened skies–
Fists clenched, and down
Like flies, wings torn and every eye to heaven .
Die as Daedalus! Who, having slipped too near this rock to fall but down,
Praised the gods! .
Chorus–1st voice, whispering
Hell–a lesser man, for having tasted heaven once, he turned,
Chose this Earth and green Aegean sod.
Amend these lies!
And end to night’s deep dark
And oily skin!
Chorus–one dancing, arms high
And dance as I
Above the gods and boundless starry winds.
Amend has an old meaning: to put right.
Published in: “souls arriving” 2006 earlier version as poem: “Between Music and Dance” 2013 as poem