Three Poems

by Diane Blue-Solis

Tiger

The first tiger

was a vegetarian

who bathed

in the Yin River

of the Jolly Mama

and lapped

the foamy custard

of milky coconuts

from open shells

like ice cream cones

 

until the second

tiger came,

the Yang Marauder,

to split her heart

and strip her bones,

leaving her

with hunger only

blood and meat

could scarcely

pacify or atone.

 

Sacrament of Protest

Responsibility. Response ability.

Response. Respond.

 

“There are times,” says the red-

shouldered sun, “when the only

appropriate response

 

is to resist.

 

“Sometimes,” adds the earth

cooling down, “the best response

is to refuse.” She remains

 

outside,

 

turned like a rose

to the final siftings of light

and warmth from the one

 

she adores.

 

Seated together

on the chapel steps, their sacraments

have been sky, river,

 

trees–

 

and every beloved one. “It was all

sacred ground,” ends the sun,

touching her beloved’s pale blue lips

 

while she fades.

 

Responsibility. Response ability.

Response. Respond.

 

Super Hero

But no matter how

many times they foisted

the roles of Wonder Woman

or Hawkgirl upon her,

foisting her onto the roles,

 

she wanted to be Mother

Theresa before anyone

outside of Calcutta knew

what she was doing,

and Saint Francis

 

when he was still listening

to the noisy doves instead of

telling said doves

what to do. For two full cycles

of seasons, she tried to find

 

her place among them,

the fighting priestesses,

in the roles they assigned

her. But it wasn’t until after

she went away–forty days

 

lasting for years–returning

to discover they still fought

among themselves and others

over the same super-issues

with the same non-outcomes,

 

when she understood

the healing she might channel.

Predictably, though,

they only wanted her to be

the hero they wanted.

 

The poetry of Diane Blue-Solis has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, excerpted in a book about creating in community, and recently published in literary journals and magazines, including Big Muddy, The Lost Country, and elsewhere. Her poem, “White Dog, Femur Shrinking” is forthcoming in a collection honoring the life and work of feminist scholar and poet Gloria Anzadua. Her poem, “Coyotyl”, is forthcoming in The Healing Muse, annual journal of the Center for Bioethics and Humanities, SUNY. Blue-Solis resides on the central coast of California with her life partner.

Photo credit: Douglas Scortegagna, via Flickr, All Creative Commons

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