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The poet wrote The wine-dark sea
because he had no word for blue
and so Odysseus piloted the Argos
across the sunless, invisible Aegean waves.
Honey gleamed green without
the concept of yellow in those long-past
Homerian years. Scholars note
the human eye
can’t detect a hue for which
the mind has no word.
Red-green, blue-yellow,
the real colors that we cannot see,
shimmer beyond our understanding,
shades waiting to be held
in the imagination, acknowledged.
If I am a color, my mind, my heart—
or the enormous hidden mystery of you—
who would have a lexicon large enough
to bear witness?
About the Creator
E. A. Papademetriou
E.A. Papademetriou is a poet.


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