A hymn to the goddess of victory

I won. I stayed near home
And worked and helped my folks.

You were afraid of boredom.
I like working.

I married Pretty Red Wing.

It’s true, the sun shines down on Pretty Red Wing.

Paul Anthony Hutchinson
http://www.paulanthonyhutchinson.com
Copyright Paul Anthony Hutchinson

Ludovic’s Novena

“My thinking, and my longing, were prayer.
Thank you for all that is true but not yet real.

I borrowed an archetype: one
I could not have loved without,

Not Joan of Arc on fire, another
Miracle imagined girl,
In my mind when I was born.
Red cheeks and red nose, like an apple cheeked doll:
It was The Kind Little Girl,
Her heart glowing like a cigar butt in the door of a dark tavern.”

Paul Anthony Hutchinson
paulanthonyhutchinson.com
Dec 13, 2013