Alexander and Hephaistion, by Andrea Camassei (credit: wikimedia commons)
Alexander conquered
with burnished hair curling
like a great feline’s mane.
He rode
needless of shield
hefting a bloodied sword
in his right hand.
Yet, when Alexander
dismounted,
it was Hephaistion’s shoulder
he leaned upon.
RED GLADIOLA 
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..and when Hephaistion died Alexander ordered the horses’ tails cut as a mark of respect for his mate. Your writing here is sensitive and poignant. well done!
I forgot about that detail! Glad you liked the poem. I find Alexander and his relationship with Hephaistion continually fascinating. =)
Well written, and an interesting view. Often, greatness recognized in an individual is in truth a collective effort. Succinct and well composed, thank you for this.
Thank you! I’m glad it conveyed an intriguing message to you. =)
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Thanks! =)
Heya Red! I have enjoyed reading your work, so I nominated you for the “One Lovely Blog” award! I have no idea how it all works really, but there is a post on my blog about it. =) Keep up the good work!
Thanks for the nomination. ❤
Love, love the ending!
Thank you!
You’re welcome always!