Jeff Harrison

Actaeon and Tigris

ACTAEON: My hounds, the hart before you...

TIGRIS: You say, my hounds; put, then, a hand upon me.

ACATEON: Hounds, the hart before you...

TIGRIS: If not upon me, and when has Tigris wronged his Actaeon, then upon Pamphagus, or Cyprius, or, O, when has Tigris wronged his Actaeon?



Tigris and Actaeon

TIGRIS: The hart before us...

ACTAEON: I'll put forth a hand, to ward off...

TIGRIS: Hounds, the hart before us...

ACTAEON: Were there always so many hounds? They note my hand, they close their eyes, they say...

TIGRIS: We dream of Actaeon; the hart before us, we dream of Actaeon.

Jeff Harrison has publications from Writers Forum, Persistencia Press, and Furniture Press. He has e-books from BlazeVOX and Argotist Ebooks. His poetry has appeared in An Introduction to the Prose Poem (Firewheel Editions), Noon: An Anthology of Short Poems (Isobar Press), three Meritage Press hay(na)ku anthologies, Sentence: a Journal of Prose Poetics, Moria, Dispatches from the Poetry Wars, and elsewhere.

 
 

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