Janice D. Soderling
Medea’s Lullaby
The blue wind blows with its blind eye.
The blue star blinks in the soft sky.
Blowing and blinking and sleeping.
The blue moon shines on the cold blade.
The blue blade blows on the new-made.
Shining and blowing and sleeping.
Who knows where blue winds will blow now.
Only your mother. And blue blade.
Sleep little child. Sleep little child.
Janice D. Soderling lives in Sweden. She has previously had work in The Chimaera, as well as in The Shit Creek Review. Her work is recent or forthcoming in Anon, Acumen, The Barefoot Muse, Blue Unicorn, The Centrifugal Eye, Frostwriting, Innisfree, Literary Mama, Lucid Rhythms, Mezzo Cammin, Nth Position, Other Poetry, Right Hand Pointing, Tipton Poetry Review, Toasted Cheese, and Umbrella Journal.
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