I Am Hyperborean, Atlantean Poem by Leila Samarrai

I Am Hyperborean, Atlantean

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I live in a country where the sun never sets;
Eratosthenes and Pliny, they write stories about me;
Waiting for me to show up
In a world that really does exist,
In a land that lives in a world of myths.

I have fed hundreds of swans flying
I have fed hundreds of swans flying…

I was the defense counsel
At The Battle of Thermopylae.
I live and die to fly in Thrace's winds, for the golden freedom described by Pindar.

I am a Hyperborean living in Serbian land.
I am an Atlantean living in Serbian land.

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I embrace the pillars of Hercules
I am an inspiration to the writings of Plato
And Ignatius L. Donnelly
I am a visitor to the magnificent Garden of Eden
I kiss earthly gold and walk through the ocean.
I am the queen of Egypt
I am a teacher, showing Phoenicians their alphabet
I poured hyperborean shadows into the golden bars

We mock the poor Hyperboreans
Who dream of Thrace's winds. BUT

In one horrible day we died, trampled by
A hairy brethren of elephants.
In one horrible day and one night, we
Sank into the ocean, lost.
I am a hedonist who
Lost her might from fear.

I was a Hyperborean woman
In the land where the sun never sets
I was a Hyperborean woman
Who fed her swans, watching them fly in the wind.
I did not die in a world of myths
I was defense counsel at The Battle of Thermopylae
Apollo took me to Delphi in his carriages
So that I might spread his doctrine to other nations
Since then no one has ever seen me,
I'm still waiting for her to become.

I am a Hyperborean living in Serbian land.
I am an Atlantean living in Serbian land.

Saturday, February 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: historical,lost,stranger
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It is a story of a woman dreaming of greatness and being her most actualized self, but is limited by her nationality.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pamela Sinicrope 13 February 2016

Leila, I love this poem. It highlights and speaks to the strength of women and to the strength of women living in Serbia, especially. The character or speaker in this poem, might be living in the real world, but she is a stranger to it at the same time because she remembers who she really is, A Hyperborean, An Atlantean, a person who can harness everything and celebrate in her existence in a world where not only does inequality NOT exist, but where virtually anything is possible. Of course all of this idealism, has a veil over it in that she lives in the real world, in Serbia, in fear. However, the poem still holds out hope in its repetitive lines: /I am a Hyperborean living in Serbian land./ I am an Atlantean living in Serbian land./ Well done. A powerful write! I love your references to ancient worlds and ancient literature. You challenge the reader.....

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