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Old women talk about old things: history, myth, magic and their
checkered pasts, about what changes and what does not.

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

~~Science Fiction Madonna~~

Hubble, thank-you! 
Oh Dreamer, green beside
A quiet sea,
Child cradled
Close, flesh to flesh,
Haloed by the infrared
Of your star,
You hug a possible future.
One, together,
Mother and child.
Though shapes, colors,
Genders infinite,
Your essence
On a million worlds,
Out toward

~~ Juliet Waldron