The Stone Face of Apollo Has Always Been
–for the oracles
You must change your sight!
you persona singing through your mask:
sing and sing loud in the amphitheater!
Pursue the ancients’s emotions and be proud
as a bowl bubbles over with boiling
babbling at me to simmer down.
Simmer summer and sing in your satin gown,
grow green grapes in gardens for libations
and alter the image of Apollo’s face
racing to discover tomorrow’s
masterpiece of monument that is all wise
and all seeing sculpted sorrow.