March 15, 2016

IDES OF MARCH
















On marble steps stained deep and dark
the senate slew Rome’s patriarch,
stabbed as if within a play
beneath the theater’s arch.
Oh, rue the day! “Et tu, Brute?"
Beware the Ides of March!

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