In Defense of ArtemisA Poem by Katie R. S.
The first I saw of Orion was his smile,
a stupid, crooked grin under winking pinprick eyes. As a child, I saw him smirking down at me, the first constellation I learned by heart. I learned only later that what a little girl saw as flirting eyes and a playful smile were the points at his shoulders and the glitter of his belt. I learned he was a hunter prowling for more than season’s game. I learned the Pleiades had every right to their wrath, that Artemis had every right to loose her own arrow. Maybe they, too, first saw a grin mischievous and benign. Maybe she, too, first lost her gaze on a bowman’s arms, not knowing what they meant. Later still I learned a grin and a beltline to some men were all the same. © 2016 Katie R. S. |
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Added on March 13, 2016 Last Updated on March 13, 2016 AuthorKatie R. S.MNAboutPoet, cat lover, Minnesotan. On Facebook at: http://facebook.com/krstaten more..Writing
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