Tonight's Poet Corner: I Was Standing Beneath Olympus

I Was Standing Beneath Olympus

by Belinda Roddie

and gold flakes were buried

beneath my cuticles and in my hair

their sheen sent fish scattering

in the rivers full of silver

while the bronzed jaw of Apollo

shone against the sun as he

rode his chariot into the clouds

setting them on fire

turning rain into steam

making the world his cauldron