On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer

 

…from the quills of dead white poets

 

John Keats (1791 – 1821)

 

 

Much have I travelled in the realms of gold

 

And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;

 

Round many western islands have I been

 

Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.

 

Oft of one wide expanse had I been told

 

That deep-browed Homer ruled as his demesne;

 

Yet did I never breathe its pure serene

 

Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:

 

Then felt I like some watcher of the skies

 

When a new planet swims into his ken;

 

Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes

 

He stared at the Pacific – and all his men

 

Looked at each other with a wild surmise -

 

Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

 

About Paul Jacko

Jacko was born in Czechoslovakia not long before the communist putsch in February 1948. He studied industrial chemistry there and left in 1969 for Australia, where he became a lawyer and established his own practice. He has now retired and beside hunting, fishing, camping, prospecting and playing golf he amuses himself by writing.
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2 Responses to On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer

  1. novogradyi says:

    A lot of times we have preconceived notions about what we will or won’t be able to find at certain poems.

  2. Poem Review says:

    On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer? Well done, Fog of Chaos!

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