This poem was first published in The Dewdrop.
Feminine variation
The mound bending Delos Isle
Where she was born with her
Brighter brother; a white pearl sown
Upon a black dress quite becoming
Holy Roman epithet
Frigid daughter of Leto
Shouldering a slim bow
She rounds upon the sacred doe
An ancient beast; forever chasing
Grey sister, the Son of night
Held aloft for all to see
A mirror shield reflecting
That frozen serpent ever doomed
To consume itself, murdered then born
Virtuous Cynicism
Mispronunciation of
A Greek hero whose blood
Became the plant; precious namesake
Of my grandmother, gray-eyed and blind
We pass a glass between us,
One sharp tooth to tear and rend
This gold yarn ~ we dye red;
Wet chords passed mother to child while
She watches . . . pacing, quiet, unphased
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