Artemis, Too

A shot skyward
Goddess of the hunt
The Moon
Fiery brilliance
Unerring arrow.
But Artemis, too
Goddess of birth
Of children cared for and fed,
Of schools safe with squeals and
Peals of laughter

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If she saw, skyperched
How we care for ours
For hers
Would she, Huntress,
Judge us prey
Let loose her quiver
and our lifeblood?
Or as any mother
— life, blood —
Would Artemis
Too
Lay bare her lap
Hold us, aquiver
Dab at our shame
And weep the same salt
Of our pale blue oceans

-KWM