Poetry: On Resubmitting Her Creation

(Apologies to Larry Rubin)

 Dear Editors:

While your critique, received post-

Haste, has deemed my work somewhat

Lacking, I, as creator, cannot allow such arch

Judgment and screed to pass without clarity.

Understand: I am no amateur – while my conception

Is not without design nor sly intent, it does honor

Responsibility. No apology for shooting stars and glory-

Holes as metaphors. For seed to root and flowers

To bloom, creation requires a swarm, artfully

Cast. A garden cannot depend on Adam and Eve

Alone. Who will ignite the earth, arousing its bounty?

Should only birds soar and bees drone? The common

Cockroach, slug, and fly have roles to play. Raptors.

Hawks, buzzards, and ospreys consume the discarded

Dead. Who will fill the seas with saltwater swimmers?

A pod of Whales, a school of fish, jellyfish, electric

Eels, eight-limbed octopi, and sand dollars will glide

Above the ocean floor – bypassing a frenzy of sharks –

Often escaping, often not – yin-yang. Who will

Nurture the land and cleanse it of decaying debris?

The architect, without fault, must breathe life into all

Beings – seducers, too, must stir among innocents.

Light and Dark. Life and Death. Levity –

Gravity. Yet you dismiss my work with disdain.

No deity with a whit of respect would dare cut

The detritus and free-ranging will of my children –

My friends – mirrors of muse, not critics. In closing,

I have subscribed to your cosmos since, well, eons

Ago, when it was minute – a speck in the vast void.

I carried your spark before it ever was or ever will be.

I am

Eternally yours,

God[ess].

 

P.S. So a few details may have been overwrought. Therefore, I have deleted the dinosaurs and tweaked all that remains.

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