Bad Hair Day

Or maybe a bit too much pre-Byzantine Botox which gives rise to an ode:

Pity the Beautiful
The ancients so frozen
In marble and bronze
Clearly the Chosen.
Perhaps she's a Vestal
Or lover of Nero
Or she is a he,
A warrior hero.
Go right ahead,
Try if you might,
There are very few rhymes
For hermaphrodite.

In any case, apologies to Dana Gioia and J.P.Getty for besmirching both poetry and sculpture in one fell swoop.