by Marge B. Simon
Daughter of the earth, she chose springtime;
formed her gown from dogwood ivory blooms,
fashioned pearls of honeysuckle dew; bound
her loamshade tresses with breath of babes unborn.
And to the glade came those who loved her more
than ever I’d imagined. To the movement of
her voice they came, while I, their puissant host
remained by choice a shadow in her glow,
drinking with the wedding guests a toast
to what she is and I what I can never be --
so perfect, melding with the tribal ways
and I, of root and green, a mutable condition.
Marge Ballif Simon dwells in Ocala, FL. She freelances as a writer-poet-illustrator for genre and mainstream publications such as From the Asylum, Chizine, The Pedestal Magazine, Strange Horizons, Flashquake, Aeon, and more. She has three collections coming out in 2007: Vectors: A Week in the Death of a Planet with Charlee Jacob, Dark Regions Press, and self illustrated Like Birds in the Rain, Sam’s Dot Publications, and (also self-illustrated) Night Smoke, with Bruce Boston, Kelp Queen Publications. Her self illustrated poetry collection, Artist of Antithesis, was nominated for a Bram Stoker award in 2004. Marge is former president of the Science Fiction Poetry Association and now serves as editor of Star*Line. If a mask were to choose her, it would be the Masque of Dreams.
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