Aristeas of Proconnesus: The Disappearing Poet

🧿 What better way to launch a writing career than to stage a dramatic disappearing act?

That’s exactly what Aristeas of Proconnesus did! His epic poem Arimaspea (7th century BC) relates the fantastic odyssey that inspired my novel Quest for Gryphon Gold. How his journey began is nearly as strange a tale as the journey itself:Bronze gryphon walking

Aristeas, a man of the island Proconnesus, was the son of the wealthy nobleman Caustrobios. The poet was in his prime on the day he entered a fuller’s shop and dropped down dead. Quite a shock for the fuller, as you can imagine. So, he shut tight his shop and ran to Aristeas’ kinsmen with the terrible news.

Soon the whole town had heard what happened, but a man lately arrived from the town of Artaca said the tale must be false. “I have just met Aristeas on the road that leads to Cyzicus,” he said, “and I have spoken with him.”

Well, no one believed the man, and the poet’s kinsmen hurried on to the fuller’s shop, meaning to carry the body away. But when the shop was opened, the body was gone.

The entire town was searched, but Aristeas—alive or dead—had vanished. Ah, but six years later (some sources say seven), the vanishing poet reappeared. His writings, of course, tell of this missing time, when he traveled to the far North, with the blessing and aid of Apollo. Curiously, upon completion of the Arimaspea, Aristeas again disappeared.

Greek theater masks of Tragedy and Comedy

Now that’s great theater! Or was it? Perhaps it all really happened, and Aristeas’ claims were true.

Unfortunately, six lines of verse are all that remain of the three books which composed his Arimaspea, quoted by Longinus in his treatise On the Sublime. Yet these six lines serve as a fine representation of great writing, as Longinus saw it, in which a first-rate poet will pick out the most striking circumstances in the situation he is describing. 

In this fragment, Aristeas depicts the dangers facing men on storm-tossed seas:

A rough, stormy sea beneath a threatening dark gray sky“A marvel exceeding great is this withal to my soul—

Men dwell on the water afar from the land, where deep seas roll.

Wretches are they, for they reap but a harvest of travail and pain,

Their eyes on the stars ever dwell, while their hearts abide in the main.

Often, I ween, to the Gods are their hands upraised on high,

And with hearts in misery heavenward-lifted in prayer do they cry.”

Authors such as Herodotus also referenced the Arimaspea. It must have been an extraordinary work. For many years, the poem served as the source for much of what was known or believed about the realms to the north, from Scythia to Hyperborea.

Was this the last that the ancient world saw of the disappearing poet? More about that in a fresh post.

Painted terracotta vase featuring image of a gryphon

“But now listen to another and fearsome spectacle. Beware the sharp-beaked hounds of Zeus that do not bark, the Grypes, and the one-eyed Arimaspoi, mounted on horses, who dwell about the flood of Plouton’s stream that flows with gold. Do not approach them.”

Aeschylus, Prometheus Bound, C5th BC (trans. Weir Smyth, H.)

Gold gryphon image for Quest for Gryphon Gold
Quest for Gryphon Gold



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