***** Thomas Alexander Gaul: Four Roman poems AFTER PROPERTIUS (3.10) I heard a scratching in the depths of sleep, then chatter: xxxxxThe Muses, perched like birds on my bedpost, Asking, with sly smiles and winks, if I recalled xxxxx What day it was, then, with three handclaps, Answering themselves: Cynthia’s birthday! xxxxx I threw the … Continue reading Four Roman Poems in Versions by Thomas Alexander Gaul