Jenny Mary Brown — The Monarch Review
Golem the Famulus – Jenny Mary Brown
Wednesday, January 20, 2016 12:05 — 1 Comment
The new foal is late. Our mare’s at 357 days. Each day my dad checks her udders for waxing to find them dry. When she is ready, she’ll rub her nose all over his beard, refuse her oats, and stare into the abyss. She’ll lose her early-labor jitters eventually, settling down. She doesn’t need help. If I could, though, I’d sort some Georgia clay, measure each lump, each grain to transmute into cells, and risk my life in evocation. I’d chant names until the right one, the name of god, comes. I’d bring the Golem north to serve only her, […]
What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney
