“The Hot One” by Marie Vibbert
Venus knits her day purlwise.
a bright goddess in a sky full of dudes.
(Save her sister forgotten underfoot.)
Venus flaunts the convention of moons.
She answers equally to Lucifer or Vesper.
(That is, she answers not at all.)
The staid sister should join her—
Throw off her modest mantilla of ocean
into photodisassociated hydrogen
(with dirty specs of us)
Earth would be happier,
and we’d respect her better,
if she’d ply the sky purlwise, too.
|Marie Vibbert‘s poetry has appeared in Analog, Asimov’s, Strange Horizons, and even in places that aren’t science fiction magazines, like poetry magazines and tiny art installations. She also writes short stories and interactive fiction. By day she is a computer programmer in Cleveland, Ohio.|