I refuse to take the arrows
refuse to step on the hawser
say yes to Artemis
but by building her a statue
not taking on her role
I am a mere human
not a goddess
Hestia interests me
at first she does not appeal
home fires burn
my home is messy and creative
which is an excuse
to keep people out
only a few people
a select few
may enter
horse because hest
in Danish is horse
but this is Greek
but I play with words
women are the draft horses of the home
I have avoided that
by marrying a house husband
who agreed to stay home
until the kids were old enough
and then to work
he lied
I am not sorry
he’s working now
with my daughter launched
last child
what next?
I see singles
forming couples
marrying and divorcing
Beloved
I love you first
writing poetry
and medicine
and who is my muse?
I am female
and we have none
Gods and Goddesses
alike
I do not want to be held
to one
dedicated
to one
Beloved
you are all
you are one
you are my muse
My daughter looks so comfortable, doesn’t she? She looks as if she is standing quiet.
But I took that with a zoom lens. Really, she is here:
