NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 2

[satyapriya]

Only a second to transform my own image
from odd girl
to witch.

Books unlocked her from the oven,
the cupboard, from the deep, dark woods.
She took my place in suburbia,
a cauldron for belly,
a hearthfire for heart,
a spitting black cat of a mind.

I Became,
spell by spell,
now that I had a name to call myself;
a regard for the Moon that went beyond
astronomy and science.

As the natural and unnatural world grew my backbone,
shaped me curved and sharp,
so those old Phoenician and Aramaic slopes and bowls
gave me what I’d hungered for:
a label, an understanding, something to believe in.

Comments

[snakypoet]

Very insightful. There's a whole textbook in here! (But the poem is so much better to read.)