Let Me Be a Jellyfish

Let me be a Jellyfish

Let me be a jellyfish
Brainless and glowing
My beauty innate–
Unquestionable, even,
Since I’ve no amygdala for
Shouting orders, no hippocampus
Busily collecting
Potential threats.
Let me be a jellyfish,
One of a tribe of
Transluscent pancakes
Mindlessly ganged around
Jews cutting the Red Sea waves or
Rubber-tubed tourists —
Either way.

Elizabeth Howard

Elizabeth writes literary non-fiction, haiku, cultural rants, and Demand Poetry in order to forward the cause of beautiful writing. She teaches and speaks about the rhetorical impact of beautiful writing. A recent transplant to Connecticut, she calls London, Kansas City, and Iowa home.