Half of an Epic Simile not found in Hesiod

Wow, this is just so lovely.

(I never know what to write about poems I like. I really just want to write "Go read it!" in big urging letters.)

Funny; I had thought it rhymed.

I love the things Stallings hears, and notices, the reinterpretations she finds.

This poem, which could be sad or hopeful, makes me happy.