Mycenae
Ancient ground under your feet
subterranean impulses once
alive and a wild pear tree
ponders her forlornness
in the arms of wind standing
ghosts of prehistory relics
modern mysteries unfold
as you tread rained polished
stones no need for chisels hammers
anointing oil burlap
sigh escapes unnoticed
by lonely wild pear tree
by the ghosts of Agamemnon
and unfaithful Clytemnestra
Hellenic Canadian Literature 