World Womb, by Lisa Molina

Gray Lines with Black, Blue and Yellow, by Georgia O’Keeffe (USA) 1923

World  Womb

In the museum,
I turn the corner
from Vincent’s Irises,
And gasping,
Georgia’s World Womb facing me
Shockingly-

God’s hands embracing the universe, while an 
open womb waits.
Creation of the infinite;
and the infinitesimal.

Oh! How I shriek and shake.

Lisa Molina

This poem was first published in Eris & Eros Journal.

Lisa Molina holds a BFA from The University of Texas at Austin, and has taught high school English and Theatre. She also served as Associate Publisher of Austin Family magazine. Her life changed forever when her son battled leukemia at ages 3, 11, and 13. Since 2000, Molina has worked with students with special needs. When not reading and writing, she can be found singing, playing piano, attending art exhibits, or hiking in nature. She finds peace being near any body of water, and firmly believes that art and nature are essential to the life of the soul. She lives in Austin, Texas with her family, books, and cat. Her poetry can be read in Beyond Words Magazine, Trouvaille Review, Ancient Paths, Down in the Dirt, Indolent Books, Sad Girls Club Literary Magazine, Eris & Eros Review with poems soon to be featured in Amethyst Review.