Womanly Herakles

Sometimes, it’s the fourth day of the month When the moon is still a pale sliver in the thumb Of blue day sky, but it’s always Herakles who gets the incense Fired up and smoking from hissing lightning because the fourth day Means Aphrodite, Eros, Hermes, and this god Who some say was once a … Continue reading Womanly Herakles

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