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Le Cri de Mélusine
after a French folk tale
If you had only listened, Raymond,
and not bowed to convention,
impatient husband with no imagination,
now most cursed in tout le monde.
Six days a week I was the perfect wife and mother.
Couldn't you respect my one wild day?
My bath where I flipped my fish tail (outré !)
was sacred, till you peeked, gaped at The Other.
Over our village I fly, a wingèd serpent,
circling three times, sobbing a woman's grief.
I will leave forever. Our family life was brief.
Children, I'll always care but I won't repent.
from Aqua Curves (NFSPS Press, copyright 2005),
also published in the new renaissance
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