Oenone

Oenone, in Greek mythology, a fountain nymph of Mount Ida, the daughter of the River Cebren, and the beloved of Paris, a son of King Priam of Troy. Oenone and Paris had a son, Corythus, but Paris deserted her for Helen. Bitterly jealous, Oenone refused to aid the wounded Paris during the Trojan War, even though she was the only one who could cure him. She at last relented but arrived at Troy too late to save him. Overcome with grief, she committed suicide.

--Encyclopedia Brittanica

Oenone by Andi Malisheski

There is a sickle moon that rises on the rock

Where you once tended sheep, as lowly men must run

On bare earth, to catch the wandering stock

And drink from springs that catch the searing sun.

I felt the burning of your footsteps long before

They found you here; the almost-man, the simple boy,

An Heir to avenues of war

Who broke the walls and wives of Troy.

You are the poison of wind

Behind a thousand sails.