Shapeshifters: Tales from Ovid’s Metamorphoses
Silver Jove decided to rule the Earth –
he was bored and wanted something to do.
He made springtime shorter, to share the year
with winter, summer and autumn too.
For the first time the white-hot sun
blazed down from a merciless sky.
The first frost fell and the whole land
turned stony as the snow began to fly.
The good, gold folk who lived in caves
bright with paintings and golden laughter
were replaced by silver ones not as good,
but better than the bronze ones who came after.
These Silver Age people needed houses.
They had to plant acorns to grow an oak
and plough their fields laboriously
with bullocks under a heavy yoke.