Medusa
This is the last of my mythic poems, so far, and my favorite of the bunch. It came out of researching the demi-god, Medusa--I forget why I needed to--and discovering surprising things. Kindly pardon the final exercise of poetic license: It does get the point across. MEDUSA O maid, you once were lovely, full of grace, and named for Wisdom in eternal female form-- Metis, Maat, Medha the names you bore... But the passing generations, reshaping and restructuring the norm, made you over as a thing to... Sign in to see full entry.