In Greek myth the Hyades are rain nymphs, the sisters of Hyas, the son of Atlas. They wept so copiously in their grief at his death that Zeus turned them stars.
Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing.
I want to fill it with colour and ducks,
The zoo of the new
Whose names you meditate--
April snowdrop, Indian pipe,
Stalk without wrinkle,
Pool in which images
Should be grand and classical
Not this troublous
Wringing of hands, this dark
Ceiling without a star.
Sylvia Plath 1963
Snowdrops in winter, Winifred Nicholson 1969
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