The History Of The World

Published in Spillway, 2007



The gods, before they moved to Olympus,
lived in a boarding house on Filbert Street.

They had the neighborhood in an uproar
with their
betrayals, murder, incest,
couplings with beasts.

My piano teacher, Mr. Gambini,
lived next door.
We could hear them
through the open window next to his spinet.

He’d shake his head,
“Mythos over ethos,” he’d say,
“It’s the history of the world.”

They were noisy.
Other neighbors complained.
I was sorry when they moved away.

Diana lived there, disturbing us
with her beauty.

Once behind our garage
I touched her.
Mother said she was a slut.

Mother was mistaken.