Marsha Warren Mittman
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Once conform, once do what other people do because they do it, and a lethargy steals over all the finer nerves and faculties of the soul..
who will lead embryonic earth
where is this voice
we are the star wars, the hunger games
the crushed navi of avatar
where is our leader
the princess leia, the katniss everdeen
our gandhi, our mandela
to set the example
to change the paradigm
to be a true leader
no experience necessary
intention understanding commitment
the key and only requisites
to mid-wife, to birth
onto this wretched plane
and actually manifest the
embryonic earth already conceived
the being – tall thin hairless –
with an aquiline face
neither male nor female
walks before me arm outstretched
to push open an ethereal
lacy white door resembling
spiders’ webs and snowflakes.
invited to follow, i hesitate,
not quite sure if i’m ready to leave
but then suddenly I’m standing
on pale peach sand completely
surrounded by a faint peach haze
gazing at a peach colored ocean
reflecting dual peach suns
not knowing why i’ve arrived
nor how, but seeing in the distance
through a colorless sky, a small
bluish sphere i recognize as earth
Marsha Warren Mittman is the author of three chapbooks and a memoir, You Know You Moved to South Dakota from New York City WHEN… (Scurfpea, forthcoming). Her poetry, essays, and short stories have been widely published in American and British journals, magazines, and anthologies. Recently: Oakwood, Rat’s Ass Review, In-flight, Porcupine, Novelty (London), a sixth Chicken Soup for the Soul tale. She’s received various awards and distinctions in the States and Ireland.
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