Sunday, 17 February 2013

lycaon

then out across open ground
trying to scream. as he tried
to force out screams
he retched howls.
his screams
were vomited howls.
trying to shout to his people
he heard only his own howls.
froth lathered his lips
then the blood-thirst, natural to him,
went insane.
from that moment
the lord of arcadia
runs after sheep. he rejoices
as a wolf starved near death
in a frenzy of slaughter.
his royal garments, formerly half his wealth,
are a pelt of jagged hair.
his arms are lean legs.
he has become a wolf.

drawing the story: diana and acteon

quick life drawing studies
based around ted hughes's re-telling of diana & acteon, from the metamorphoses