The Ides of March
Today is Sunday, 15 March 2009.
On this date in 44 B.C.E., Caius Iulius Caii filius Caii nepos Caesar Imperator ("Gaius Julius Caesar, son of Gaius, grandson of Gaius, Imperator") was assassinated at Rome.
Don't you love that moment, at twilight, when the birds gather in the top tree branches, and begin the day's concluding song? What are they saying? Celebration? Do they speak of the tasks of the day, of worms and bugs, of berries and hawks? Are they girding their courage, for they must sleep, and perhaps fall victim to the clever creatures of the night? Are they saying, if i'm not here at dawn, so long, been good to know you?
And what did Caesar think as he fell?
On this date in 44 B.C.E., Caius Iulius Caii filius Caii nepos Caesar Imperator ("Gaius Julius Caesar, son of Gaius, grandson of Gaius, Imperator") was assassinated at Rome.
Don't you love that moment, at twilight, when the birds gather in the top tree branches, and begin the day's concluding song? What are they saying? Celebration? Do they speak of the tasks of the day, of worms and bugs, of berries and hawks? Are they girding their courage, for they must sleep, and perhaps fall victim to the clever creatures of the night? Are they saying, if i'm not here at dawn, so long, been good to know you?
And what did Caesar think as he fell?
posted by HH at 10:29 PM
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