Mythopoeia

MYTHOPOEIA

To one who said that myths were lies and therefore worthless, even though ‘breathed through silver’.

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Philomythus to Misomythus

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You look at trees and label them just so,

(for trees are ‘trees’, and growing is ‘to grow’);

you walk the earth and tread with solemn pace

one of the many minor globes of Space:

a star’s a star, some matter in a ball

compelled to courses mathematical

amid the regimented, cold, Inane,

where destined atoms are each moment slain.