the strange beast-God.
‘Did you steal that from
the Hesperides?’ he asked,
and I could hear the laughter
tucked in the corners of his question.
He was referring to his four sisters,
named after the setting colours of the sun,
who guarded a garden full
of golden apples with untold secrets.
I decided I liked the sound
of his amusement.
‘Promise me you will not tell Hermes.
I stole it from the Elysian Fields.’
And this made his amusement
turn into a deep, warm laugh.
Hades’ Throne Room
Every throne room in this palace
spoke of the blood after which
they were created.
Hades’ throne room
was no different. Like him,
it was not opulent.
The only soft furnishing
was the black carpet
that led up to the throne
made of skeletons
and old bones dipped
in molten hematite so they shone.
The austerity made them stand out,
the three Goddesses in gold.