Cassandra

Once I kept silent

Fearing to prophesy another ending

For my besieged fortress

Then others began to shout

Hysterically asking for my answer.

 

I was so afraid of a high-pitched cry

Giving rise to an avalanche

Keeping in mind I don’t know why

In the beginning was the Word.

 

 

(2007)

Author's Note

Reviews

[washed_up_writer]

The poem is an interesting concept though I would have have loved to read some more of the poem. So the main issue is this poem is too short, in my opinion, for a reader to fully be immersed in the poem. That said, the poem is beautiful

[Cristina Moldoveanu]

Thanks, in 2007 I used to write short poems.