poemeleon

I've never seen Leda as a victim-but as a feisty participant in that 'incident' with Zeus. An early poem of mine, "I Swan," was written as a result of a spirited workshop discussion with Galway Kinnell concerning Yeat's Leda and mine.  Years after that, in Venice I came upon a sculpture by Botero of a reclining Leda looking sleepy and happy and, dare I say it, satisfied.  It got me to thinking about Leda's husband, Tyndareus, and how the adventure with Zeus and raising those children-come-from-eggs must have seemed to him.  "Her husband" was the result.