POETRY

OCTOBER 2020

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non est creata natus est

by Juleigh Howard-Hobson

That’s not ancestors singing in your veins.


It’s us. Do you hear me? I said it’s us
 

In your blood. We made you. Out of other
 

Things besides your ‘parents’. Dead virus strains,
 

DNA copied from illustrious
 

Examples of perfect life forms and /or
 

What you consider gods. That’s what we made
 

You from. We took a cell, improved it first
 

Organelle by organelle, with handpicked
 

Molecules, from the best atoms. We played
 

With combinations and we interspersed
 

Some random groupings until everything clicked
 

With the last carbon hydrogen chlorines…
 

And you divided. Thirty trillion times.

END

Juleigh Howard-Hobson’s poetry has appeared in scores of journals, including Polu Texni, Coffin Bell, Star*Line, and the 2018 & 2020 Rhysling Anthology (Science Fiction Poetry Association). Her fifth poetry collection is the Elgin-nominated Our Otherworld (Red Salon Press). Noms: Pushcart, Best of the Net, Rhysling, Elgin.

Poetry by Juleigh Howard-Hobson:

"Darwin Never Sailed Up There" October 2020
"Address to Young Pioneers" October 2020
"non est creata natus est" October 2020

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