Hypatia Pickens

The Gravity of the Mongoose

In
Your
Festive
Oversight,
Goddess of serpents,
You will not sense the gravity
Of the mongoose who considers, not for Adam's sake,
Nor even yet defiance, how
Your sacrificial
Snake befalls
His strong
Toothed
Bite.

I Shall Wear Berries

I
am
not dressed
for winter.
I shall wear berries
dry as they are with summer long
gone, but rattling hotly with the heat of remembered
kisses. I am not dressed for rot.
My petals won't be
pressed in your
forget
me
knot.

Bio

"Hypatia Pickens" is a Professor of English at a university in Upstate New York, writes and publishes poetry and fiction and offers a weekly open mic in Second Life called "Strange and Sudden Literature." She has a penchant for the formal in poetry and the magical in fiction, and she has published (under other virtual names) in HazMat, Bathhouse, Centrifugal Eye, Blue Angel Landing, Fantasy and Science Fiction, and Terra Incognita, and she has written teleplays and story ideas for Star Trek: The Next Generation. She is busy perfecting her building and art work to go with her writing, and has plans for a medieval studies educational sim.

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