In between the play areas of Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park, I stumbled on this poem by the UK's Poet Laureate, Carol Ann Duffy. Duffy holds a special place in my heart as The Man and I decided to have one of her poems read at our wedding.
by Carol Ann Duffy, inspired by David Beckham's Achilles' tendon
Myth's river — where his mother dipped him, fished him, a
slippery golden boy flowed on, his name on its lips.
Without him, it was
prophesied, they would not take Troy.
Women hid him, concealed him in
girls' sarongs; days of sweetmeats, spices, silver songs...
Odysseus came, with an athlete's build, a sword and a shield, he followed him to
the battlefield, the crowd's roar,
And it was sport, not war, his
charmed foot on the ball...
But then his heel, his heel, his heel...