Showing posts with label Geometric Pottery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Geometric Pottery. Show all posts

Sunday, February 19, 2012

44. Archaic Greece and the Rise of Athens


Cities grew.
People prospered.
The polis consolidated
Government became more complex.
Aristocracies of the new revival
Became Oligarchies.
Writing held history and ancient knowledge.
Homer begot Hesiod.
Hesiod begot other poets.
Sappho sang of weddings
Writing hymns to the gods for luck in love
As she walked her island paths.
Others sang to regular people
About regular people.
Trails on pottery
Showed the mighty deeds of warriors from a long dead time.
Hoplite armies rumbled throughout the land
In packed phalanx formation
Like shining human tanks.
Records were kept and used
Some for the good of people
Others for their own good.
Tyrants came
Bringing thinkers, artists and architects
They also brought curses
Raising armies to seize control
Cylon brought conspiracy and betrayal.
He begot the divine snake, Draco
Who wrote his laws in blood.
“I thought it was necessary,”
He said as he shrugged.
Then things changed when he died.
Civil war broke out.
Solon, the sun king came down
Repealing the snake’s evil bloody declarations.
He stilled the mighty war god
With his shield of justice and compromise.
“I can’t satisfy everyone,” he said,
“But I’ll do my best and I will not sell my arete in anyway.”
His strong arete
Proved his strength as a man.
Solon led Athens to democracy
As tyrants slipped into history
With the age of heroes.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

43. The Greek Revival


Growing out of the dust and ashes of the Greek Dark Age.
Following the trails of Geometric pottery.
Following the call of Homer’s poetry
As beautiful as the siren song of Odysseus.
The Greeks found their way back to the homeland.
Trade flowed in once again
Feeding the culturally starving populous.
They told stories of the brave deeds of heroes long ago
As the spinning potter’s wheel
Built their complex city-states.
They eventually got too big
So brave men set off
To found new colonies
They splattered Mediterranean coastline
With pottery paint specks of Greek culture
Spreading all the way to Spain and down into Egypt.
The written word matured.
A man’s worth was judged by courage in battle
Homer said to agathoi and kakoi alike.
Those that cowardly hide in tents
Pouting about their losses
Are not favored by the gods.
Those that heed their brothers’ call to arms
Will see their rewarding afterlife
And escape Hades’ icy grip.
For their warrior’s society
They must practice the deeds and revel
In Ares’ grim works.
So they can be called aristos.
That was their goal in life.
Aristos in fighting.
Aristos in running.
Aristos in speaking.
Aristos in cunning.
Aristos in the chariot race.
Aristos in weaving and other crafts.
When others see success
They are roused to work hard themselves.
Potters are jealous of potters,
Same with carpenters and beggars.
All to preserve their fortune and enhance their valuable time.

Friday, February 17, 2012

42. The Dark Ages of Greece


The age of heroes and marble men
Came to an end
After the fall of Troy
Culture collapsed
Darkness took over the land.
Weeds grew among ancient temples
As thrones were abandoned by kings.
Palaces fell to the ground
As marble men
Eroded from their pedestals.
The armies disbanded leaving the comforting barracks.
The river of trade slowly dwindled to a trickle.
The temples went unfinished
With none to raise up Athena.
None to exalt Zeus.
No prayers to mother Hera
And none to shining Apollo
Where did these proud, vibrant people go?
To Anatolia
Where they waited out this cold, uncertain time
In the warm weather flowing in from the Greek Sea.
While they reveled in the ancient past
The glories of old Odysseus
The glorious fall of Troy.
Still, things were bubbling
Under the Greek mainland’s surface
Geometric pottery
Started directing paths
To and Iron Age revival.