The Titans’ big mistake, Apollo thought,
was children quite as powerful as they.
When you let such things happen, the dark day
of being overthrown will come. He fought
in those long wars and won. Never again.
He only slept with mortal girls. The odds
strongly against their children being gods.
Perhaps a water nymph or two. In vain
Calliope’s vague pass. He liked her son
and sometimes almost wished the boy was his,
could live forever. Sorrowed that he’d miss
his music after some short years. No one
could sing like that. Was happy to be wrong.
Orpheus’ death was just the start of song.