Footsteps

Constantine Cavafy

On an ebony bed decorated
with coral eagles, sound asleep lies
Nero --- unconscious, quiet, and blissful;
thriving in the vigor of flesh,
and in the splendid power of youth.

But in the alabaster hall that encloses
the ancient shrine of the Aenobarbi
how restive are his Lares.
The little household gods tremble,
and try to hide their insignificant bodies.
For they heard a horrible clamor,
a deathly clamor ascending the stairs,
iron footsteps rattling the stairs.
And now in a faint the miserable Lares,
burrow in the depth of the shrine,
one tumbles and stumbles upon the other,
one little god falls over the other
for they understand what sort of clamor this is,
they are already feeling the footsteps of the Furies.

Commentary

This week’s meta-theme: the Mediterranean.

Notes

Aenobarbi: Nero belonged to that family.

Lares Familiares: Household gods of the Romans, probably spirits of the ancestors, worshipped at a shrine by the house hearth.

Furies: In Greek and Roman mythology, the three terrible female spirits with snaky hair (Alecto, Tisiphone, and Megaera) who punished the doers of unavenged crimes; also called Erinyes.

Minstrels Links

Cavafy’s most famous poem is the wonderful ‘Ithaka’, which you can read at
poem #217

On the Theme

I’ve been reading a fair bit about the Mediterranean lately - the usual Theroux travelogue (just finished), Durrell’s famous quartet (just started), a biography of Lear, that sort of stuff - and I was struck by the incredible richness of its heritage… like a palimpsest1, each place on its storied coast hides layers upon layers of history and culture. Why, just look at Alexandria - Pharaonic Egypt, Phoenician traders, Greek conquerors (and scholars - think of the Library!), eighteen generations of Ptolemies, Roman generals, crypto-Judaic and Messianic cults, proto-Christianity, Arab invaders, Moors and Tuaregs, Caliphs and Khedives, French canal-builders and German diplomats, Pashas, Ottomans and Sahibs in solar topis…

Sorry about that digression - I guess I got slightly carried away :-). Anyway, regarding the theme: my last poem (Belloc’s ‘Tarantella’) gave me the idea; and so this week I’ll be running a set of poems (slash poets) connected in some or the other to the ‘middle of the world’. Enjoy!

— Thomas

  1. beautiful word, that :-) ↩


The Wondering Minstrels, poem #296 · 19 December 1999

Poem selected by Abraham Thomas

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