οὐδέ οἱ ὕπνος πίπτεν ἐπὶ βλεφάροις, φυλακήν δ᾽ ἔχεν ἔμπεδον αἰεί

[sovay]

So I have a poem in this book: the exhibition catalogue accompanying Viktor Koen's Bestiary. I did not write about the Sirens, or Medusa, or Mormo, or the Cyclopes, or Teiresias. I want to say, if you want to find out who I did write about, you'll have to buy the book, but I think that first requires the book to be available outside of the Benaki Museum. Until that time, I will just glow about it. Ellen Datlow names more contributors here.

Comments

[oiktirmos.livejournal.com]

Congratulations.
I always get half of your quotations. Sleep, fall, guard, forever. And search Google for the author.
and sleep never fell upon his eyelids, but he kept a vigil unfailing ever. Hesiod tr. by AW Mair, I think.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Excellent. Congratulations. More Sovay poetry in the world is a good thing. Somehow I see them as poppies--your poems--in a meadow.