Artemis Midwife

Born a midwife, born in between the cracks of life and death
on the island between day and night
Artemis! I hear you.
I hear your strong voice calling
calling me to step up.
Barely heartbeats born, and the strong-voiced one
aided Leto in Apollo's birth.
Imagine: blood on her hands, blood between her mother's legs
herself newborn learning what a body was, how to move her feet and hands
knowing that her mother needed help
and there was no one else to give it.
Artemis, strong-voiced one
calls us to step up
because, she taught with her first moments of life,
when need calls
we have what we need to answer.
Women are powerful survivors.
We are justice-warriors.
We get up after the long dark night
and make breakfast for the children.
We get up.  We step up.
We are powerful.  We get it done.
Artemis, strong-voiced one
calls us to cut it out, figure it out,
be the change we need to see.
We are powerful.
We get it done.
Sometimes we are flood-powerful, crashing through resistance,
swift and true as a hail of the Huntress's arrows.
Sometimes we are creek-powerful, small and quiet
and persistent.
There is a saying about rocks and rivers.  The smallest, quietest trickle
will carve its way in time, if it does not allow itself to be diverted.
Artemis, strong Huntress!
Help us find our strength
that we, too, may do what needs doing
however hard, however long the struggle.

Artemis by Joanna Barnum

Artemis by Joanna Barnum