Her Cool Touch

30 June 2026

https://poems.culturing.net/2026/06/30/her-cool-touch/

The mad goddess drifts in and out of time,
reminding of lessons learned, and the pain
of negligence, the pain of forgetting
her place in the heart. We did start
to remember, she says, and yet now
you begin to forget. And she does not
ask nicely for supplicants, does not pretend
to hear praise, but instead waits for action
to give her cool touch away.