Medea Confesses (poem)

Medea Confesses

you say I'm evil, but
what else could I be?

you callously tore me out
of your life and made me the villain

no longer talking, but
blaming me for the silence
choosing another to love
but expecting me to still be there
spreading lies to everyone
and not caring I would hear

you think I hated you or was angry
but in truth I loved you too much
I was always so naked around you
as though you could see through my skin
and see how rotten my heart was

all I hope for is that one day
you feel the same pain I did -
I want you to hurt
like you hurt me

maybe I am evil, but you
are not blameless in this
everything I have done is
because of your treachery
you should know to never
anger a sorceress

I killed and dismembered
my own brother
as a diversion
so we could escape Colchis

don't think I wouldn't
do the same to you

Joanne Fisher

This poem originally published on this blog in January 2019.

I’ve always been intrigued by the figure of Medea in Greek myth. Most accounts tend to show her doing terrible things, but women in Ancient Greece never tended to fare well, especially in mythological stories. You could say that she is an archetype of the creative/destructive and of female revolt.

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