There’s no one cheering anymore,
All the applause has died;
Here in this grand abandoned place
Anamneses abide
I walk the field of glory,
With my memories in tow;
And soak in spectral accolades
From long, long years ago
Loud kudos to the conquering ones!
They shout for all their worth —
The days when we were champions
True giants of
The earth
I enjoy having to look up interesting words.
The plural of “anamnesis” makes this poem even better.
I wondered – did you mean “recollection or remembrance of the past; reminiscence…
or: Platonic recollection of Ideas which the soul had known in a previous existence, especially by means of reasoning,
or: a prayer in a Eucharistic service, recalling the Passion, Resurrection, and Ascension of Christ.
[I like all three at once!]
“…Soak in spectral accolades” is a hauntingly good line.
I was using the first two; I like the Platonic element particularly since the stadium depicted is in Greece. I was not familiar with the third usage but it makes for an interesting reading.
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