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Sometimes I Miss the Old Jealous Goddesses

June 3, 2010

by Deb Scott

Your cold force
whistles      through frothy
cracks and if I had one
      one of those infrared-reading
gadgets      all the seams
would glow

like an enthusiastic
Hercules      hiding his children
from fertile madness

Questions of fidelity
render fat
from stones      raised

in a complicated family
no simple begats from began

blunt those      elites
who wonder is it nurture
or nature      shouldered      between
strong thighs the size of earnest
temple columns      Frozen deities

take the brunt of heredity
smudge the edges      of this still life
A caesura reveals more about how
shadows cast
than progeny can set      sundered limbs

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Deb Scott lives in Portland, Oregon. She blogs at Stoney Moss and was one of the folks behind Read Write Poem. These days she and friends are ring-leaders at Big Tent Poetry, an online poetry prompt site. Deb’s poetry, prose and photography are published or forthcoming in a number of journals, including Ouroboros Review and tiny words. (A complete list is here.)

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  1. June 3, 2010 at 4:15 pm

    Brava, Deb. Love those earnest temple columns.

  2. June 3, 2010 at 4:37 pm

    I really enjoyed reading this and then hearing you read it.

  3. June 3, 2010 at 5:06 pm

    I think I remember reading this before…it stuck with me as I found so much to it that I love. Congrats!

  4. JJS
    June 24, 2010 at 3:14 pm

    I so love the way the title sets up this poem, and the strange, fierce, imagistic language of it: “cold force,” “Questions of fidelity render fat from stones” – knock-out stuff. Thanks so much for sending it, Deb.

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