Chrysippus
Chrysippus was a bastard
who had two legitimate brothers,
half-brothers whose mother
was his father’s wife.
To win at the Nemean Games
a prize for charioteers
at fifteen years of age
would prove his worth to all,
and make his parents proud.
Among his father’s guests
was the teacher Chrysippus desired,
an exiled charioteer
all brawn and brain and beauty,
the favorite of a great-uncle
who acted as his regent
and gave him every advantage
for acceding one day to Power.
This teacher was only twenty
but was an Olympian champion
in all the chariot events.
Chrysippus in his thong
and working up a sweat
mesmerized the crowds
and athletes looking on:
Chrysippus and his teacher
together had no equal.
Boys know if they’ve got game—
on outdoor basketball courts,
on dance floors and in bed,
or playing whatever they play
when they compete for gold.
The athletes all agreed,
if ever gold was needed
by a boy whose heart was pure,
Chrysippus was that boy.
His father’s wife was troubled
seeing Chrysippus in training:
a boy as beautiful as he,
a youth as intelligent as he,
a lover as prized as he
will find his path beset
by schemers and applause
and undeserved imbroglio;
and should he die too early
’twill be that he was slain.
(Moreover, she knew his mother,
a more cunning wench than she.)
No question but Chrysippus
might earn his father’s favor
if he should win both laurels
and ovations at The Games.
Spectators would then behold
the magnetic glorious aura
of victory and fame.
Though never raised as brothers
Chrysippus and his siblings
would not contest their father
in choosing the wife whose son
would legally inherit
the whole of his estate.
Chrysippus and his brothers
knew they must keep some peace
between their rival mothers
plus obey their father’s laws;
no brother struck another,
no brother ever dared
to shame his father’s name.
Among the charioteers
at The Nemean Games
some were of the opinion
that he who would prevail
must first throw down a well
Chrysippus and his teacher—
a notion that reached the ears
of Chrysippus’s half-brothers
by their mother’s machinations.
She’d never had reason to doubt
her husband would give all he had
to her eldest son and dismiss
with gifts the bastard sons
of his several concubines,
but as The Games drew near
she worried that Chrysippus
might score a perfect ten
and catch his father’s fancy.
But to harm their father’s guest
and thus despise their birthright
some brothers care not to do.
Before The Games began
Chrysippus was informed
his father’s guest no longer
was banished from his home
and would return to Thebes
as soon as The Games were finished.
Chrysippus vowed to go
to Thebes with his horses
and join The Sacred Band
to continue with his teacher.
His teacher feared a breach
of hospitality
if he should carry away
his host’s most promising son
whom even his horses loved,
and even more he feared
pubescent love invading
his heart, a virgin love
uncharted in his mind;
so “No!” was all his answer.
The Games arrive with the hoopla
of the festival of Dionysus!
The athletes sleep together
with their horses very close by.
Records are tied and set,
new stars adorn the sky.
Chrysippus wins the silver
to his teacher’s every gold!
And when all the Games were done
Chrysippus needed fondling
and told his teacher so,
so they made love,
never parting afterwards
and never returning to Pisa.
A lover of Olympian Games
Chrysippus’s father gave chase
cursing and praying for justice.
Asleep in his teacher’s bed
Chrysippus was stabbed in the gut.
Many accused the lover,
one fated unspeakably foul,
who was with him when he died
revealing the name of the assassin.
When his father heard the news
of how his boy had died
he wept and spoke of judgment:
“I will not fault the teacher
for doing what he did
when overwhelming love,
to which even gods succumb,
prompted his fatal mistake.”
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