February 26th

A Sonnet for Castalia

 

Achelous’ daughter dove into a well

To escape Apollo’s unremitting lust

She preferred the water to Apollo’s hell,

And became a mystic source whom all could trust.

At Delphi stands this spring where visions flow,

Where muses all their inspirations find;

It’s called Castalia, as most artists know,

One sips her magic waves to fuel one’s mind.

When Milton drank the waters from her spring,

It was on Mount Parnassus that he crossed;

He sought the inspiration she would bring,

Then penned his epic poem of “Paradise Lost.”

 

Oh the many tales that I could tell

With just one drop of water from her well!