Cassandra was the the daughter of Hecuba and Priam and the sister of Paris (and sister in law of Helen) She was blessed by Apollo with second sight and, because she wouldn’t sleep with him, he cursed at the same time: no one would believe her predictions.
Apollo to Cassandra
The tapestry began, aged twelve,
when you had the chance
to fuck this god
and declined.
How coy.
Now pregnant with woe
you see Troy’s fall:
a nine-year long corridor,
flecked with Myrmidons,
sullied Scamander,
the shadowed brow of Ida.
Helen will be smug.
Dare your tongue to Priam,
Hecuba’s indulgence has waned.
Your web of hair,
threadbare mind,
flutter against plate glass eyes
the cries of war
your lullabies.
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