What is all this ruckus?
What kinds of choral dances are these?
What SUPERBIA has infected the Dionysiad with this
polycacophonous clatter?
Bromios, brother mine, it is necessary for me
to be in motion
going up the mountains
to be with the Nereids
and sing with them their dappled
swan-like song.
The Pierides have established the song as king.
So keep creating your noisy tumult
and make your din
with your encroaching flutes
and uncoordinated steps
and drunken
doorway-scuffles
but sooner or later
you are going to have to answer some serious questions
about what's been happening
to poetry
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