The Asphodel Meadows
For later Greek poets the very ancient pre-Homeric association of the asphodel flower with a positive form of afterlife as well as the enlarged role of Elysium as it became the destination of more than just a few lucky heroes, altered the character of the meadows. Greek poets who wrote after Homer's time describe them as untouched, lovely, soft and holy. Such an evolutionary change is quite common: "Like most cultures throughout human history, both ancient and modern, the Greeks held complex and sometimes contradictory views about the afterlife".[1] - from an encyclopedia.
The Asphodel Meadows
The sadness comes after we part,
Since I leave for the place of boredom,
That looks like a huge airport,
And you head for paradise.
Having not lost any
Of your princeiples,
You will enjoy ambrosia
And heavenly flowers,
While my existence
Will be made of fog
And silver clouds.
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