Walking in, I didn’t expect
to find her standing there –
Diana, Cynthia, Artemis, moonshadow rare.
silhouette curved like a bow,
draped in a midnight velvet coat.
Do you seek me, voice-of-the-moon?
It’s strange to see Apollo’s sister
smiling in the lowered light,
carrying a glass
into a kylix cup…
she drinks, swallows, offers, invites
with her forestshade voice,
her gleamnight eyes.
Come, share wine, join my hunting band…
My lips sip lightly
We might now share more than just a drink,
goddess and ordinary mortal.
~ Marta Ziemelis. Written in Riga, Latvia, copyright July 2013.
This began as something of a fanfiction concept, along the lines of: “From the cast of characters in The Mortal Instruments, what if Isabelle and not Alec were the LGBTQ sibling?” I tried to write the piece that way, but somehow it didn’t really go anywhere. Then I tried approaching things from a more general ‘supernatural woman interacts with a mortal in a sexual/ romantic way’. Somehow a bit of a moonlit Izzy feel stuck around for me, and morphed into a poem about Artemis, Greek goddess of the moon. I like to imagine Artemis as having a rather fluid sexuality, interested in women, men and those who identify otherwise. Perhaps a bit like Captain Jack Harkness.