Art by Jen Delyth.
Some placed offerings
on the room’s center altar
One woman added a green blown glass bird
She said her daughter made it when she was 17
Now in her 30’s she lives in Alaska
but last week took flight from her husband and job
We expressed hope for her safe journey
and transplantation Continue reading
Not a bird liked by everyone
a “beautiful swan” gliding soundlessly
through a pond in a restful park
inspiring sketches and paintings
or a fairy-like hummingbird
gifted with ornate feeders
in backyard gardens Continue reading
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Andrea Nicki grew up in Fredericton, New Brunswick, Canada. She has a Ph.D. in philosophy from Queen’s University and held a postdoctoral fellowship at the Center for Bioethics at the University of Minnesota. She is a faculty lecturer in narrative medicine and applied health ethics at Simon Fraser University. She has two poetry books published: Noble Orphan (2014) by Demeter Press and Welcoming (2009) by Inanna Publications. Her poems and essays have appeared in Canadian and international publications.
A man asks me to be the angel
who tops his family tree, watches over humans
comforts unhappy husbands
the angel with low expectations: “men will be men”
I buy myself a green, layered cape
something to wear in my women’s creative dance class Continue reading
She rides her bike in the intense heat
behind a man without a shirt on
She keeps staring at the golden glow of his back
a young Apollo riding the world
How she would like to ride like that
free of encumbrances
the wind cooling her back
people admiring her back’s golden glow
her athletic form
her good practical sense
not a “booby trap,” a “she-devil”
has a pet ladybug
She puts it in
a small glass jar
with bits of green leaves
draws a picture of it
and a girl
with a ladybug-pendant
around her neck
then lets the tiny creature go
Women, what if we had
a goddess who was mentioned
everyday? Praise the Goddess
Praise Her, Her Flock, Her Fold
She is all-loving, all-merciful
Our breasts, sick from abuse
would be free of malignancy
and our bellies would feel
like the nurturing grounds for Giants
Dear Goddess, please forgive my sins.
I have been too loving, too generous, too meek and mild, too sweet.
I have been too many offerings of wine-blood and bread-body.
I have been nailed to too many crucifixes, have forgiven too many Judahs, too many Pontious Pilots.
I have had too many resurrections from the dead.
O Goddess, please help me to be more self-serving, more human.
a triple goddess
poet, philosopher, theologian
She was a big sinner
She didn’t allow men to take
one of her classes
wanted to nurture women
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Andrea Nicki grew up in Fredericton, New Brunswick, Canada. She has a Ph.D. in philosophy from Queen’s University and held a postdoctoral fellowship in feminist ethics and narrative medicine at the Center for Bioethics at the University of Minnesota. From 2010-2015 she was a faculty lecturer at Simon Fraser University. She has two poetry books published: Noble Orphan (2012) by Demeter Press and Welcoming (2009) by Inanna Publications. Her essays and poetry have appeared in several North American publications. She currently resides in Vancouver, Canada with her dog and cat. She teaches private writing classes to people of all ages and university graduate courses in professional ethics. In recent years she has become more interested in dance, and does creative expressive dance, circle dance, Nia, and Zumba. http://www.andreanicki.com/