The Older Muse Poem by jackilton peachum
The Older Muse
THE OLDER MUSE
In my young days, when I sat for a poem,
(as Calliope first revealed herself to me)
I would bound from my chair--
dance around the room singing,
"It coheres-- it coheres! "
Now, when I find I toil at the work
-- alas, Calliope comes not so often nor so generous--
and old age and stiff knees
prevent me bounding anywhere!
Saturday, July 1, 2023
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