Considering Ovid

Metamorphosis

Three years old,
in polyester petticoat
and canary hued dress,
my father placed me
in bed with people who
were soon to be dead.

Spirits not-yet parted
from their tremulous flesh,
remaining aware,
they crave the young
without exception.

The bitter old
desire consumption,
the cannibal feast
of restored youth,
failed at by Bathory
and Snow White’s mother.

Soft toddlers flank
taken raw between stub teeth,
a cure for vanished time,
refreshing the blood.
I never settled with those.

Despite their kind words,
Their offer of chocolates,
their appetites grew
and I could not love them.
If I cannot live,
their soured eyes said,
why should this?

The old man
was of the other type;
with the thick white hair,
toothless and nearing
his century mark,
he sipped hi breath
through a tube in his nose.

He held me close
against brittle ribs,
sharing my warmth,
as if to say: yes.
Yes, I am going now.
I can finally go now.

This girl remains.
Breath of my breath,
though not of my blood.
My finger prints
shall linger on the skin
of her arms, to grow
as she grows.

The impression of me
carried on, living,
marked, clear
as Ovid’s hard stamp:
Now called by one,
now by another name;

the form is only changed,
the wax is still the same.
My soul can seek
her fortune out in some
other, brighter place,
in requisat life.

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About Bethany W Pope

Bethany W Pope is an award winning author of the LBA, and a finalist for the Faulkner-Wisdom Awards. Her work was listed for the Cinnamon Press Novel Competition. She received her PhD from Aberystwyth University’s Creative Writing program. Her first poetry collection, A Radiance was published by Cultured Llama Press in June. Her second collection, Persephone in the Underworld has been accepted by Rufus Books and shall be released in 2016. Her work has appeared in: Anon, Art Times, Ampersand, Blue Tattoo, Sentinel Quarterly, The Delinquent, De/Tached (an anthology released by Parthian), The Writer’s Hub, New Welsh Review, Every Day Poems, And Other Poems, Sentinel Literary Quarterly, Magma, Words & Music, The Quarterly Conversation, Tears in the Fence, Ink, Sweat and Tears and Planet. Her work is due to appear in the next issues of Poetry Review Salzburg, Acumen, Pacific Poetry , Music& Literature, Anon, and The Screech Owl.

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