Art Can Hurt
A wise-cracking tourist in a Greek art gallery
keeps heckling the cute curator with an inquiry;
why, he asks her, the muscularly athletic gods
and demigods, supposed to be sturdy like steel rods,
often appear softy, un-masculine and are shown
wearing skimpy, see-through clothing they've outgrown,
as they stand, run or fight in poses effeminate:
Zeus whimsically choosing thunderbolts from a plate,
and god of war, Ares, striking a lethal sword blow
with graceful arms, dainty fingers and a ballet toe;
Apollo standing like he has just smoothly curtsied,
as Achilles waltzes through a combat he fancied.
The irked curator says it's not her obligation
to fill the gaps in the tourist's art education !
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