An homage to some amazing women, who were amazing through everything, at all junctures in their lives, whether they were being celebrated, or being burned at the stake.
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| "night window" by indigodeep |
For a while now, especially my little son
I peek from the picture window
To look for signs of a wintry mix
I look out again
The weatherman was dead wrong
The sky is so beautiful it makes me smile
Ouch! I need lip balm
Winter sky clearer than ever
Orion strides confident
Sirius at his heel
At my feet
Incongruous on a woebegone Sunday night
Blooms a flirty blood red Amaryllis
In a pot of blue and white chinoiserie
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♫Starry starry night♫
I wish I may I wish I might wish upon a star tonight
Or on the geometry of lilies
That look so like stars come down from the firmament
Mandalas on my freshly mopped floor
Om Hrim
Star of David
Najmat Dawuud
Lily in a pot
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Lily Potter
Born in Aquarius
In the sixties
With startling green eyes
Whose love rendered the Avada Kedavra useless
Against Harry
A lily white
Pure and bright
Star of Bethlehem
Grows next to the red one
In her own pot of clay
Sweet-smelling
Sweet
Sweet baby Jehanne
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| "Joan of Arc" by Gaston Save |
Martyred at scarcely nineteen
Ended a war of a hundred years
You live forever in our hearts
My eyes are drawn toward
The picture frame on the shelf
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Compelled by the star shapes
Of yellow trumpet lilies
Seven on a stalk
Proclaiming their brassiness
On a ♫golden afternoon♫
I get up to feed the fish
The sea cucumber the sea urchin and the starfish
But it’s only the aforementioned star shape I see with new eyes
Stargazer that I am tonight
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Aha!!!! Pentagram not hexagram
And if he should lose a limb he’ll grow another, the smart one
Also Vitruvian Man the symmetrical one
Starfish, reflections of celestial stars on the ocean floor
On the refrigerator door is a calendar
With golden pentacles I’ve given my son
On days he’s done his chores
Seals of approval that’ll earn him cash
And a work ethic and some righteous amour-propre I hope
Solomon was given both knowledge and wisdom I’m reminded
And wish the same for my cherub
Okay so it’s getting cloudy now
Not Perseus neither
It’ll snow
Or sleet or rain we’ll see
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And my lilies will wilt with the heater on
I’ll water them well poor dears
And let them pretend it’s the Sundarbans in here
And I’ll be happy for ♫ the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities ♫
And Raksha Baloo Bagheera
And Kaa?
The googly-eyed one who hissed “Trusssssssssst in me”?
Should I? Trust? Him?
Ha! I won the staring contest.
Images of a littoral mangrove
Flood my imagination
Edenlike in their beauty
I have the distinct sensation
Of shedding exteriors
A clay mold splits open
I step out Woman
Red haired in a blue denim dress
My baby boy on my hip
THE END
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