One of the most famous frescoes by the Italian Renaissance artist Raphael.

The School of Athens (Scuola di Atene), Raphael, 1509-1511

Skirting the outer court,
in the heat and seeking shade
under fig trees;

we are eternal creatures
asking eternal questions;

Caesar raised his fist in the air,
but curled up to die when he saw
his best friend wielding the weapon;

Betrayal shattered his spirit,
petitioning at the institution of promises.

Within a blink do the fallen
go into oblivion?

Alas, what else would I be
but a broken promise
without a throne,
living oceans calling to blind valleys,
deep calling to deep.

© Alicia Khoo

NaPoWriMo Day 15


19 thoughts on “Rhetoric

  1. I like the last few lines by way of Psalm 42:
    “Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls;
    all your waves and breakers have swept over me”.

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