Plain and simple: he failed.
Lost a battle. And the angry

Athenians wanted him dead.
Their sons were dead;

why not their general? Not
just dead, but unburied

and burned, the ashes scattered
so he would have no rest

under cool sponge of soil.
Justice smelling so much

more comfortably just
in the shroud of exaggeration.

But the story belongs
to her, the other—a voice grown

unspoken, unremembered.
When did the idea first