P Sufenas Virius Lupus

From the deepest well within the earth

a light stirs in silent waters,

at times as still as conception,

in turns like a horse at full gallop.


The waters run, boil, overflow

making rivers, lakes, oceans,

laying cities to waste and ruin,

to some giving health and insight.


The trident, three teeth sinking

into the flesh offered from below

where fundaments of stone and soil

quake with convulsive tremors.


In all of these he is there,

grandson of heaven, nephew of titans,

Salacia’s spouse of the brine,

Venilia’s estuarine husband.



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