To Hestia: who was forgotten – by Gabriela Marie Milton
it’s quiet now
inside the shapes of our burning hearts
tortured the endurance of surreal trees
a headkerchief full of blood dries on a bench
unknown the mark upon the sky to which you point
the windows of bookshops read “kill” and “f..k”
strangled, your virginity hangs on a rusty wire
inside the chimney a creaking creature with bat-eyes
streets filled with guns
mundane caricaturesque phalloi,
demonic blisters rub the hearts
there is no home for millions of us
you, virgin goddess of the heart,
the murder and the sex will stone you in the boulevards
there are back streets where you can walk
songs of nightingales and roses will hide you in their arms
you sacred fire,
give a home to hungry children with no clothes
to those who sleep under the bridges of cursed stars
in nights when linden trees in cemeteries bloom
flame the ebb and flow of skies that know no tides
the very subject matter of which I write.
I am thrilled to be part of Issue III of Free Verse Revolution. You can download the publication for free here.
Update on the poetry contest Woman: Splendor and Sorrow
Thank you to everyone who enter the poetry contest Woman: Splendor and Sorrow. I am honored and touched by your submissions. Your entries are magnificent. Everyone’s writing is so dear to my heart that I will never be able to choose a winner. As a gentle reminder here is how the winners will be selected:
The selection method is similar to that of a double-blind peer review: the reviewer doesn’t know the identity of the author, and vice-versa.
To achieve that I will do the following:
- Create a master document with all submissions. Remove the name of the authors and replace them with numbers.
- Create a second document with the name of the authors and their assigned numbers.
- I will not participate in the process of determining the winners. Winners will be determined by two of your peers.
- However, I will disclose a piece of information and deviate a bit from the fully double-blind process: the editor of Vita Brevis Poetry Magazine, Brian Geiger, will be one of the reviewers.
The winners will be announced in late-October. I will update you periodically.
First Place: $300
Second Place: $150
Third Place: $75
Funding for the prizes comes from my royalties.
To the future winners: please remember to spread love in our community and buy some books written by your WP favorite authors.
Update on MasticadoresUSA
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A poem of suspense.
Thank you for your comment, Ken.
I’m thrilled as well. This is so unique, Gab.
Thank you Bo. Sweetie, I am waiting for two things:
– an update when you can and if you want to
– to let me know if you posted because if you did I am going to Eric’s blog and from there I will get to yours.
I don’t underatand why you don’t see my posts. I posted a review last.
We’re doing ok. Pretty busy with B and chores lately. My parents recovered feom covid as well. Just talked to mom. She sounds good. Did blood work today and hopefully she resumes her therapy tomorrow or these days.
Hon, not seeing your posts – as bad as it is – is not the entire story. More than half of my followers do not see my posts in their readers. I cannot argue with WP anymore. The problem with your site is that I cannot get to it. It says it’s private and I need permission. We know I have permission. I purposely go to Eric’s site (whose posts I do not see either) I click on the comments that you leave and get to your site. That’s my new trick.
Anyway, I am glad to hear that everyone recovered from Covid and that your mother sounded good. That’s wonderful hon. I am really happy. My love and best wishes to everyone.
I am going to unfollow you and follow you back. Let’s see where I get with that.
Huge hugs to B.
Whatever works. It worked before.
I went to your site now via Eric’s and I liked two posts. Red the review and your newest publication. It’s beautiful. I left a comment. We will see if it works when you post again 🤗
Wait and see.
This is truly beautiful Button. Such an incredible piece. Your certainly captured the goddess. The words take us on a ride from the beginning. Some of my favorite lines are:
“there are back streets where you can walk
songs of nightingales and roses will hide you in their arms”
Brilliant piece. Sending lots of love and hugs, and may your days be filled with happiness and blessings.
❤️ love honeybun
Thank you so much honeybun. Your support and your kindness are beyond. I am so glad you liked that part. Thank you for the love and hugs. Sending you more.
Have a beautiful week ahead.
A gorgeous piece and it was my pleasure. Congratulations for being a featured poet on the cover as well. Hugs and love coming back your way. Honeybun
Hon, thank you again for your kindness. No contributor is featured on the cover. What you saw on IG was some promotional material done by the editor I suspect for each contributor.
Love and hugs sweetheart 🌺❤️🌸🌹🌺❤️🌸🌹
Oh well after reading your piece I could see why you would be featured. That was a sweet thing for her to do. I am going to download the book I am sure it is filled with lovely work. Thank you for your love and hugs Button. Love honeybun ❤️🤗💕💝🌹😘
Thank you from the bottom of my heart hon. If you download is going to be of great help to the entire community.
You are welcome and I love supporting our wonderful community. It is a blessing. Thanks Button.
Raw and beautiful. 🙂
Thank you sweetheart. I am humbled by your support. Sending love.
Stunning! I’m speechless dear G, you’re gifted with words. ❤️
Aw.. Rene… you made my day brighter. Thank you from the bottom of my heart hon.
You’re poetry is always an ethereal experience dear Gabriela. 🌼🧡
Thank you again hon. You are so kind.
I really love this poem. Wow! Like Holly, I’m speechless.
Timothy: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. But we do not want you speechless. We want you singing 🙂 Sending hugs to everyone.
Ha! Speaking of singing, did you catch my latest parody I posted on Friday? Not only is it bloody awful, it’s really creepy unless you are a fan of bugs.
Timothy, I think I did. I will check again today.
Speaking of being without words, have you seen the video of my song Acronymphomania? https://wp.me/p1yQyy-4J0
Lord, Timothy, this is spectacular. How did I miss it? The music, the lyrics and your interpretation are gorgeous. As for the message – what can I say? You are right. Honestly it’s getting to me. I am beginning to believe that I use too many words in the mist of so many acronyms.
Your work is fantastic 👏
Thanks, Gabriela. You missed it because I posted it in 2019. Acronyms drive me crazy, especially because most people who use them a lot of no clue what they mean. One woman at the office asked me what FUBAR meant. I was surprised she didn’t know what it meant. That was the only acronym I didn’t define in the video because I assumed, wrongly, all adults knew what it meant. I told her what it meant (F**ked up beyond all recognition), and she was floored. She said her dad had said FUBAR when he got made for as long as she could remember. She said “I thought my dad didn’t swear!” Turns out a lot of people don’t know what FUBAR or SNAFU (situation normal all f**ked up) both of which are so commonly used don’t know what they mean.
Timothy I had no idea what those acronyms meant either 😊😊😊
The kitties and I are sending purrs and hugs to everyone 🤗🐈⬛
Now you know. But I wouldn’t expect you to know those two. You get a get out of acronym jail free card.
Thank you. I am very grateful for that 🌸
We can continue writing, be lexical, go beyond the morphemes, and compound or words and sentences like normal people.
Indeed but things are changing rapidly.
I have no problem with language change. Like so many things, a language that doesn’t change is a dead language. However, language changes should make so sense. But then so should so many things that don’t make sense.
You are right. Languages are living creatures. They change. But you know the famous saying. Change is inevitable, progress is not (E.H. Carr)
What a powerful and tragic poem, Gabriela. For me, it captured the desecration and destruction of feminine power, will, and innocence by a brutal world and its politics of power. Moving and beautifully written.
Diana, thank you so much for such a beautiful and thoughtful comment. It brought tears in my eyes… Yes, it does try to capture exactly that.
<3 My pleasure, Gabriela. Your poetry is powerful.
Thank you from my heart Diana.
Thank you again Diana.
What a breathtaking piece! Such a remarkable, brilliantly penned masterpiece! Amazing poem. Loved it a great deal! 👌
Aw… my most sincere thank for your beautiful comment. I am truly humbled by your words.
Brilliant, spectacular verse. Spellbound me ❤️
Yassy, sweetheart, thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are an angel.
My pleasure dearest 🤗❤️
Beautiful as always. But this differ from your normal writing and I am loving it. ❣️❣️ Dear Gabriela, your poetry are as amazing as you! Hope all is well. Sending you much love 🧡❤️😍🤗
Sweetheart, thank you so much for reading and for your beautiful comment. Your comments always make me happy. You are a gem. All is well here. I hope all is well with you and your muse is back!
Love and hugs right back at you.
Truly wonderful writing. Your writing is like a fine wine with a deep richness and power.
I am deeply honored by your gorgeous comment. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Thank you. Same to you.
Intenso placer leerte. Felicitaciones por tu destreza poética. Un abrazo
Estela, gracias por las amables palabras. Un fuerte abrazo y mi gratitud infinita.
This is a magnificent poem, Gabriela! Congratulations 🥰❤️😊
Thank you so much Ingrid. Wishing you a beautiful Tuesday.
You’re welcome Gabriela: wishing you the same ❤️
An amazing and beautiful piece that spans the scope of my mind! <3
Thank you so much hon. Your words mean a lot to me.
I wish I could do poetry but that gene was missed in my makeup! I like to read poetry, and am starting to understand and appreciate the beauty.
I am glad to hear. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
I adore all the verses, and yet this line here, “songs of nightingales and roses will hide you in their arms” adds magic to my evening. Beautiful to read you on this lovely fall evening, dearest Gabriela. Sending you much love. xoxoxo
Hello, my dearest Jeff, thank you so much for your comment. I am thrilled you liked that line.
Thank you for the love. Right back at you.
You’re most welcome, dearest Gabriela. Always my complete pleasure. Love received, thank you, my dear. xoxoxoxo
Dramatic and sophisticated writing. I love it! 💓
Thank you from the bottom of my heart Michele.
You are most welcome. Thank you for all the beauty and creativity you share. 💐
Michele, you are so wonderful. Thank you again.
Beautifully distinctive voice you have given your words here! Love it, Gabriela. ❤️🌷😊
Sweetheart, thank you so much for your beautiful comment. You made me happy this morning. I hope everything is ok. Sending lots of love.
My pleasure, dear. All well here, hope you are doing well too. 🤗❤️
I am glad to hear hon. I am doing well thank you.
Beautiful and powerful, Gabriela… J’aime beaucoup… 🌹🌹💙
Merci mille fois, Francine.
We all lose sight of one another from time to time, is it being here, is it the randomness of us, I’ll always find you, Gabriela, and it seems you find Bojana through me, from time to time I lose sight of her as well, and Basilike too, who, with the ever constant, Diana – for me, the four of you, the corners, the right angles, of this online world. Your post, your words feel, as if a truth revealed, beyond the sound bites, the visual flash of current news.
Eric, I so much wanted to reply to your comment sooner. Yet I had to wait and read it again and again. Thank you for your magnificent words. I hope Bo, Basilike, and Diana know this. If the four of us form a square you shine in the center. You all love your writings.
Thank you again.
Thank you, Gabriela – I seriously thought of giving up on the vagaries of WordPress in August yet found myself not able to give up on the four of you – so this Englishman still here! 🤠
Oh, Eric, your words honor and humble me. Thank you so much.
Have a beautiful weekend my dear friend.
I am glad you are still here. Everything needs a center.
Stunning poem Gabriela! Your ability to create with words is absolutely supreme.
Blanca, my dear, thank you for your wonderful comment. You made me blush.
This piece blew me away…what an incredible poem…the imagery is beyond beautiful…I’m in awe ❤️
Aw.. Navin.. your words are so beautiful. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
You’re welcome, dear Gabriela 💫❤️✨
so very raw and yet poignantly feminine, the nature of our being is what you write with such precise wisdom. gorgeous Gabriela, in every sense and word.
Thank you Gina. I am really glad you liked this piece.
Have a beautiful day ahead my dear.
“in nights when linden trees in cemeteries bloom ” I am always impressed by your imagery, especially in October. congratulations, G!
Hello B, thank you for your comment. I hope you are well.
Gab, it’s really powerful. How can the godess not listen to such a prayer? Much, much love!
Thank you so much hon. Much love to you too.
wow Gabriella, not sure how I missed this piece but it it truly is guttural and speaks to the heart and soul. Your ability to transend the unspeakable is a gift for all of us to treasure.I adore these lines
“there are back streets where you can walk
songs of nightingales and roses will hide you in their arms” 💖💖💖 so much love.. ❣️
Thank you for you exquisite comment hon. I am most grateful to you. I hope you are having a fabulous Sunday.
You’re so welcome Gabriella! It’s my honored pleasure. I am indeed and I hope you are as well.. xoxoxox 💖
I am hon. Thank you.
So good to hear and happy Monday!❣️
Happy Monday to you too, hon.
Thank you sooo much! Off to a good start of the week❣️ Thanks to you. 🌷🙏
Thank you Mark.
So excited to read your short poem about her! She has been guiding me for some time…I’m a old fashioned Bone Broth Soup maker 3-5 days at the circular hearth, on my feet, tapping into the ancient guidance. I use my alchemists Intuition, summoning Hestia for guidance, as I l am stir!
I often channel her. Looking forward to reading your poetry!
Thank you for sharing your thoughts.