Just a brief synopsis of the story of Atalanta and Hippomenes for those of you who are a bit rusty in the Greek myths; Atalanta was the fleet-footed follower of Diane who refused to marry any man who couldn't beat her in a race -- and it seemed that no one ever would. That is, until clever Hippomenes showed up and decided to start throwing apples in her path during their race. His purpose was not to trip her ,(though that might have worked too) these were golden apples -- and I don't mean that figuratively! Now, who wouldn't stop for apples made of pure gold? To make a long story short (too late) Atalanta stopped to pick them up, and so Hippomenes beat her. I made my own twist on this story for my diversity poem on gender. I hope to post it in my library shortly, but for now, here's are the first three stanzas. :) "Once upon a time,A certain maiden's heartCould by no means be wonBy clever Cupid's art.So when her many suitors came,She'd spit in every face,Unless they had the courage and speedTo beat her in a race.Hippomenes tried his bestTo outrun her fair and square -Unfortunately for himHe didn't have a prayer,For every god in heavenSeemed to be on her side -Hermes, Diana, Zeus,And Athena the grey-eyed.So he took to clever meansTo beat her in her gameAnd with some golden applesTook a careful aim.Sadly it would take HippomenesMuch more to seduceAtalanta from her goalThan glitzy gold produce. ..."