Damn You Apollo

I'm thinking the world would be a better place if Apollo had thought to make aggressive the three or four of his Muses with poetry in their portfolios -- Calliope or Thalia forcing poetry upon the mortal masses, say, with threats of their having to swim the nine laps of the River Styx. Mind, when Apollo held some sway in this world, poetry had a smidgen of respect so the suggested heavy hand of a Phlegyasian swim coach was not so obviously needed, perhaps.

I've just re-read a couple of Lorna Crozier's collections of poems. So accessible and beautiful. Crozier's work must be read (and read and read and read), so go forth and do so (or Calliope will come kick yer ass!).