Poems for Artemis and a Nymph


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Ink smudges in the rain.

Two Poems, One Theme, One Angry Goddess

No one loves and quarrels, desires and deceives as boldly and brilliantly as Greek gods and goddesses. They are like us, only more so – their actions and adventures scrawled across the heavens above, from the birth of the universe to the creation of humankind.

Stephen Fry

Nymph

Deep in the woods stands my father,
a gamekeeper, in the black of night
when no one should ever go for fear
of the broken shotgun over the crease
in his elbow. It is cold. Ice has crept
up trees, hardened puddles of water
and mud, and gives everything an
unnatural shine when the moon sifts
through the canopy or my father’s torch
glares between trees at sounds in the night.

And in the night, the noises of mice and rats
become shuffling feet, disturbing delicate,
frozen leaves and only leaving cracked foliage
behind when…

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