Dionysus and Apollo of course
But also Hephaestus and Aphrodite
As flint copper and iron precede the farm
And the drive to reproduce precedes all

Comically mismatched couple
Or perhaps more punishment than joke
Small wonder she preferred the dashing knight
To the ugly stolid artisan

She the force that drives hydrogen toward oxygen
He the understanding to break apart ferric oxide
She the drive to create
He the will to carry out

She the mother of Eros martial demon
Herself with no mother save the sea
Compounded of semen of parian hue
And water yes but also the salutary sodium chloride

Venus with her boy’s name
Not lacking in warlike virtue
Who drives like her virgin sister
All to join the hunt

Goddess who divides the double helix
Who smiles when it joins again
Haply with felicitous or baleful mutation
Within the firm receptive flesh of her mons

He hero of the iron age who dwells within mountain
But not without antecedent and descendent avatars
The robust and the gracile early hominins
And later wielders of the steam engine and the binary code

The god with his tools for that which works
And hence of the proprieties
Artificer also of those prostheses
That make human life possible

Thus the halting deformity
Fabricates the autonomic tripod
And jewels and radiant chambers and toys and weapons
That make immortal the anthropoid immortals

She the drive to create the same anew
He the will to make the same again the same
She brings liquid to fruit
He goes after hard earth hammer and tongs

To construct architecture of curious detail
But the roof must keep the rain out
She doesn’t mind the rain
Washing the car in her bikini

A good blade a good coupling
She smiles upon spontaneous intermixture
He frowns above the daunting assemblage
He the clay she the foam

Take digital audio for example
Of course the promethean theft of theogenic electricity
A configuration really of volcanic fire
But worthless without the application of skill

Worthless without the daunting assemblage
Of equalization gain compression and delay
The marshaling of tracks of thirty bellows
Worthless without the caressing liquidity of the voice

Or lyre pipes or fiddle
Or for that matter blocky earth-born sculpture
Or flickering firelight
Or all-absorbing tale

Or the beat of the drum
Descent of the malleus
Song of the beaters of flax
The marvelous saltire across the beating heart

A million mutations obtain ranged in field indeterminate
From geometrical perfection for measuring twice
To rowdy drunkenness that dismembers
The lightest caress the blow upon the anvil

She of flamboyant display
He of patience unseen
Deviser of the apparatus that shows
To advantage her irresistible breasts