chironidez:

“Achilles and Patroclus were in love,” I say into the mic.

The crowd boos. I begin to walk off in shame, when a voice speaks & commands silence from the room.

“She’s right,” they say. I look for the owner of the voice. There in the 1st row stands: Plato himself.

bluesteelstan:

if you could
retell the tale wouldn’t you want

                                             to tell it kinder? wouldn’t you
                                             want to give them peace, even love,

                                                                           where you could?

I AM TIRED OF RE-WRITING TRAGEDY WITHOUT CHANGE.
LET THEM LIVE. LET THEM LEARN. LET THEM LOVE.
 
by @poemsforpersephone 

earlhamclassics:

thoodleoo:

thoodleoo:

there’s a lot of evidence that the iliad and the odyssey were actually composed by a variety of poets through an oral tradition rather than just by one poet, so what if the homeric texts are actually just a very long game of D&D

homer, the dm: okay achilles, agamemnon has just taken away your war prize, what do you want to do
achilles’ player: i roll to have a diplomatic conversation with agamemnon
achilles’ player: *rolls a 1*
homer: you throw the staff of speaking at agamemnon’s face and storm off to sulk with your boyfriend

Homer, the DM: Your beautiful Patroclus is dead. What do you do?
Achilles’ player: I fight everyone.
Homer, the DM: You can’t fight everyone. How would you even–
Achilles’ player: *rolls a 20* I fight everyone.
Homer, the DM: *sighs* Fine. You cut a path through the Trojan army, enemy dead strewn in your wake.
Achilles’ player: How many?
Homer, the DM: …lots. Enough to clog the friggin’ river with bodies.
Achilles’ player: I fight the river.
Homer, the DM: You. can. not. fight. the. river.
Achilles’ player: *reaches for dice*