Bucolic landscapes # 8

How could it be otherwise, the Muse chose the sensitivity of a poet to define something so loaded with bucolic melancholy, as is the ineffable passage of time.

Byzantium, or what is the same, the Roman Empire of the East, was, without doubt, a waste of splendor and magnificence.

The metaphorical Cueva de Ali Baba, where the Byzantine emperors seem to be also born with the gift of Midas; that is, the gift of turning everything around them into gold and beauty.

But all that splendor, all that unbelievable magnificence, in short, all its captivating beauty, did not come to be remembered in the icy pages of history by the Turkish conquest, but by the work of that other ineffable conqueror, whose mortal blow is abated without compassion so much on miserable human beings, as on empires and civilizations: Time.

Therefore, to define that sense of loss, that concept of transient volatility that we are basically, the poet Luis Cernuda defined the ineffable passage of time -or mortality- with the sui generis name of Byzantium Syndrome.

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