Bitch, O doddering Muse, At the green-stained fingers Of the young scholars this day. Brush off that dust-soaked robe And creaking, step down from Your top-shelf throne among the spiders To marvel at the new quest of desire...
"The Return of the Muse,"
Sketch: Vol. 45
, Article 8.
Available at: http://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol45/iss2/8