{ "version": "https://jsonfeed.org/version/1", "title": "Sailing on the valley below", "icon": "https://avatars.micro.blog/avatars/2023/44/1505318.jpg", "home_page_url": "https://thevalleybelow.id/", "feed_url": "https://thevalleybelow.id/feed.json", "items": [ { "id": "http://lzbth.micro.blog/2026/07/16/the-unheardof-sailing.html", "title": "the unheard-of sailing", "content_html": "

beautifully at least are you, and you,
\nand we, even we, as we bow to the muse
\nfrom silence, to work, to make music.
\n
\nfor far more by you and her tresses of blue
\nshall we speak freely and fluently flow
\nround her sea-song, along with the leaf,
\n
\nof what sort me and you happen to be
\nbeing, she sings and she whispers it slow,
\nan unheard-of sailing, through the distance.
\n
\nbut just now, were becalmed, were in irons.
\nwhich turn of the tide or twist of a rope,
\nwhich way of the wind, from Delos the boat,
\n
\nby teeth of a goat on his own green grass,
\nhow would we, under grey, manifesto for you
\nthe impasse, the power, all her own.
\n
\ncause shes full of it too. kompsos
\nlike the chomp on her bridal-white jib
\nof a child, crocodile, laughing.
\n
\n
\n
\nκαλῶς γε σύ
\nἦν δ᾽ ἐγώ
\nποιῶν
\n
\nμᾶλλον γάρ σοι
\nπαρρησιάσομαι
\nπερὶ τῆς ἐπῳδῆς
\nοἵα τυγχάνει οὖσα
\n
\nἄρτι δ᾽
\nἠπόρουν τίνι τρόπῳ
\nσοι ἐνδειξαίμην
\nτὴν δύναμιν αὐτῆς
\n
\n156α

\n", "date_published": "2026-07-16T18:36:11+08:00", "url": "https://thevalleybelow.id/2026/07/16/the-unheardof-sailing.html", "tags": ["Element","Verses/Curses","Ceremony","Goats","Dialogue","Charmides","Sailing","Crocodiles"] } ] }