April 23rd - No Texting in Class

Back in the day
Calliope, Clio, and Melpomene
(Καλλιόπη, Κλειώ, Μελπομένη)
The Muses, sang A Capella
directly to me
I decoded
I transcribed Creation (Θεογονία) as
they saw fit
But in my age
this age of technology and chaos,
strange attractors and erupting tweets
they phone it in
On slipshod cellular phones, or worse
email and txt (τεχνολογία). Half the time
I figure my three
of nine are dead, or worse
buried under noise (χάος)
Sometimes I wing it, sometimes
I'm silent
Always I invoke them, always
(Πείτε μου, o αγοράς, o κόρη του Ζεθς)
I know I'm the
Only one calling