Martin Robertson

Now and Then

Presage

Cassandra screamed that Troy would fall

and no one noticed her at all.

But Hector, heaving out of bed,

saw under the three-thousandth day

the ships along the shore,

the tents about the plain.

Armed soon, as before,

he kissed his wife and said

“I must go fight again,

who once believed they could be fought away.”