Daphne Pursued by Apollo
A story told this many times becomes the forest.No beginning, no end, no longer a narrative but the airwe breathe. For centuries, a woman with a namerises from her sleep—becomes a tree—rains back downagain into her rest. One myth for how poetry began:a man, reaching. Violence. Myth: Apollo finds the treeinside of a woman. Apollo translates fingers into leaves,hears a voice and calls it wind. I am not interested in Apollo.I am interested in the father-god who could not stopthe rape but could turn his daughter into a tree— what kind of power is that, and how does it still river through our world? Why does nobody ask these questions? I carry more keys than I need. Walking home from the library late, I thread silver teeth through my fist. I am not a tree, and I am asking.
Copyright © 2020 by Sophia Stid
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Sophia Stid is a poet from California. She is the Ecotone Postgraduate Fellow at UNC Wilmington and a recent graduate of the MFA program at Vanderbilt University, where she studied poetry and theology. She is the winner of the 2019 Witness Literary Award in Poetry, and has received fellowships from the Bucknell Seminar for Younger Poets, Sewanee Writers’ Conference, and the Collegeville Institute. Recent poems can be found in Image, Pleiades, Rattle, and The Cincinnati Review.
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