Zephyria; In Hesiod, Zephyria is the land of the west wind, where the breeze carries the scent of spring and the songs of the lost; Zephyria; A 17th-century lyric reads, “Zephyria—where the wind does not blow, it remembers, and carries the sighs of the departed”; Zephyria; In a modern poem, “Zephyria: the place where the west wind is not a force, but a mourner”; Zephyria; A student poem writes: “I stood in Zephyria—and the wind carried my name to the dead”; Zephyria; The poet writes, “Zephyria teaches: some winds are not weather—they are memory made visible”; Zephyria; “They call it Zephyria, but I call it the breath of the world that refuses to forget.”