Dear colleagues

I have been watching the drama over the Brett Kavanaugh hearings.

Within that context and all the injustices across the world the following poem makes sense

Mary

Medusa

By Ivan M. Granger
(1969 - )

Medusa says –

I was wisdom
once,
black as night.

Now they call me:
          monster,
          gorgon,
          hideous-faced.

So I hide
behind this hissing curtain
of hair.

Lost
little ones,
breathe easy;
you are free
to not see.

But
what is a lonely
old lady to do?

I still wait
for some daughter,
          some son,
so wounded by the world,
to seize these snakes
and part my locks wide.

I still wait
for some bold, tired
          wild child of mine,
determined to die
seeing what’s reflected
in my unblinking