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The dog was barking.

I went out to talk to the dog. "Why are you barking? Don't you know people are trying to write in here?"

He looked at me with that nod-and-smile dog look, no idea what I'm going on about but whatever...

I'm guessing the coyotes are howling at some distance he, but not I, can hear. Well, whatever...

Aphrodite

Okay, okay, I know what I said about bad poetry, and I'm nowhere near done with them, but this one is to Aphrodite, and as a devotee I feel it's sort of my duty :). Just because I myself feel her influence so strongly, I suppose. I imagine at least a few others are like that with the gods most dear to them--it's hard to understand how others don't see them everywhere, and you feel like shouting "Look! Right there! It's so obvious!"


Peerless Aphrodite, all beauty your gift,
all love your presence, all lovers wholly yours.
In kisses soft and savage, in jealous
agonies, in dreams of love forbidden,
in passions unwise, in torments of lust,
in these we feel your touch, exquisite goddess.
Aphrodite, bringer of unreason,
ruthless leveler of men and women,
giver of incomparable blessings,
we thank you for longing and fulfillment,
for soul-deep devotion, for flesh on flesh.
Aphrodite, we praise and honor you.



(Also this explainswhy I'm still up. That and the nap I so foolishly succumbed to this afternoon. :))