None of us would have wildly guessed King Saul
(not much a strategist now) would have put
his trust and his whole kingdom's destiny
upon this adolescent shepherd boy
(whom, I admit, is very beautiful;
and, military camp gossips suggest,
he is the lover of Saul's virile son):
cascades of long hair, slender, lithe, barefoot,
suited for small lambs and love poetry,
not battle. Has he come just to annoy
me? I will crush him like some creeping pest---
some insect like a fly, locust, or flea;
no chance of his survival, not at all:
eagerly living now, soon stiffly dead,
perhaps later impaled on some sharp pole.
Let them record that in their holy books,
with this fact, too: to David's pretty looks,
I---great Goliath---shall not lose my head,
nor fall in love like that queer, Jonathan.
Starward
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An interesting mediational
An interesting mediational note! In the panic and desperation Saul puts all upon the the little shepherd boy, Saul being a head taller than the Israelites.
And David was more defender than offensive warrior. An apt image in the situation. And of Goliath's thoughts. Well, we live in a world of Goliaths, demi-Goliaths and wannabe Goliaths.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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I had forgotten about Saul's
I had forgotten about Saul's stature, and I thank you for reminding me of that. And yes, he sent a militarily inexperienced adolescent to fight the battle, and I think Goliath and Saul were sharply surprised by the day's events. And you are right about the many Goliaths that surround us.
Starward