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Poem: "Grandmothers Moon"
This poem is from the January 19, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was inspired by prompts from kestrels_nest and DW user Librarygeek.  It also fills the "gen fic" square in my 10-2-15 card for the Ladiesbingo fest.

This microfunded poem is being posted one verse at a time, as donations come in to cover them.  The rate is $.50/line, so $5 will reveal 10 new lines, and so forth. There is a permanent donation button on my profile page, or you can contact me for other arrangements. You can also ask me about the number of lines per verse, if you want to fund a certain number of verses.
So far sponsors include: DW user Librarygeek, general fund, ng_moonmoth

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Grandmothers Moon


In the autumn, when
the leaves were turning
from green into gold,
Hilla and Randie finally
made contact with
another pack.

These were not just
ordinary werewolves, though --
they called themselves
the Grandmothers Moon
and they represented
the wisdom of their kind.

They came from all around
the world, thirteen old women
who held the knowledge of
what it meant to be werewolves.

It was Kayah Hogan, a Hopi woman
from Arizona, who came to speak
with Hilla and Randie and the rest.
Kayah was short and stocky with
a round face framed in wavy black hair
threaded with silver here and there.

In wolf form she was brindled
fawn and cream and gray that
had probably been black once,
and she was perfectly calm.

"What do you want to know?"
Kayah asked them.

"How can we learn to stay calm
when we're wolves?" Hilla asked.
"Your control is amazing."

"You practice," said Kayah.
"Some find that prayer helps.
Others prefer meditation instead.
There are many ways you can try."

Hilla, who was used to trying
all manner of techniques for
controlling chronic pain, was
much encouraged by this.

"Are the hunters real?"
Randie wanted to know.

"The hunters are very real,
and occasionally dangerous, but
they tend to be foolish young men,
so a prudent woman can avoid them,"
Kayah said. "Do not worry too much."

"Can we have children of our own?"
Felice said, twisting her hands.

"That depends on whether you are
a bornwolf or a changewolf," said Kayah.
"Bornwolves have natural control over
their shifting, so they can bear children
in either form -- those carried as human
will be humans, and those carried as wolf
will be bornwolves. Changewolves must
learn control, and can only carry in wolf form,
so all their children will be bornwolves.
It is a difficult skill, and not everyone
who attempts it can master it."

"I'm a changewolf," Felice said.
"My control is --" She wavered a hand
in the air. "-- not very good yet."

"You banked eggs before
you changed," Hilla pointed out.
"You could still hire a surrogate."

"Or perhaps your control will
improve, and then you may conceive
your cubs on your own," said Kayah.

"Do you know any werecats?"
Lucille said, leaning forward.
"I've been looking and looking,
but with no luck so far."

Kayah threw back her head
and gave a long, yelping laugh.

"I know of some cats," she said.
"There are cougars and bobcats here,
then jaguars farther south. Africa has
black panthers and lions; Asia has tigers.
The lynxes are French, I believe."

"Suddenly I'm spoiled for choice,"
said Lucille, blinking with the shock.
"Can you tell me how to reach them?"

"I am a wolf, not a cat," Kayah said
and shook her head. "I will ask Olidia,
though -- I think she knows some of
the black panthers in Africa."

"What do you think about what
we're doing?" Hill said quietly.
"Randie and I didn't get to choose,
but the rest of our friends wanted this,
and we want to keep offering it
to people who need options."

"When my daughter was pregnant,
I was diagnosed with gastric cancer,"
said Kayah. "They told me that I had
less than three months to live, but I was
determined to see my first grandchild.
So I followed rumors -- you know how
that goes -- and I found someone
willing to change me. That was
over ten years ago, now."

"So you're not planning throw stones
from your glass house," Hilla said.
"That's great, but what about others?"

"The Grandmothers Moon are not
quite unanimous in our support,
but we will not stand in your way,"
said Kayah. "It is your choice,
and each pack of werewolves
must find their own way."

"We're not a pack," Hilla protested.

"Yes," said Kayah, "you are."

* * *

Notes:

Grandmothers provide both practical and social benefits.  They guide families and society.

These are the Grandmothers Moon.

Kayah Hogan is 60 years old.  This is Kayah's wolf form.

Endometriosis can cause infertility, hence Felice's concern about reproducing as a werewolf.


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kelkyag From: kelkyag Date: January 27th, 2016 05:24 am (UTC) (Link)
The photo linked as "Kayah's wolf form" was taken by Jim Liestman and is of wolf pup named Boltz at the International Wolf Center in Ely, Minnesota.

ysabetwordsmith, I would appreciate it if you did not obscure the credits on your references. Web pages often contain or link to appropriate information but image links take digging.
thnidu From: thnidu Date: February 11th, 2016 09:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
ETA: I should have said earlier: I very much like this story. Among other reasons: the women making their choices to take care of themselves, and reacting in different realistic ways.

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The photo of the Grandmothers Moon is from The International Council of 13 Indigenous Grandmothers (via Shri Adi Shakti (apparently some kind of (poly-)religious site)), but I haven't found credits for it.


Edited at 2016-02-16 07:54 am (UTC)
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: February 16th, 2016 09:30 am (UTC) (Link)

Thank you!

>> ETA: I should have said earlier: I very much like this story. Among other reasons: the women making their choices to take care of themselves, and reacting in different realistic ways. <<

I'm glad you like those parts. I wanted to catch the diversity, and I figure they're experts on various types of self-care and mutual support.
lyonesse From: lyonesse Date: February 16th, 2016 01:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
i'm confused, if she carries the child in wolf form, wouldn't it be a bornwolf?
mdlbear From: mdlbear Date: February 16th, 2016 03:51 pm (UTC) (Link)
Love this. And grandmothers are awesome.
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: February 16th, 2016 06:27 pm (UTC) (Link)

Thank you!

I'm glad this worked for you.
book_worm5 From: book_worm5 Date: February 16th, 2016 07:04 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm glad this got sponsored! I've been looking forward to the rest. And now there are werecats, too. :-)

I think this might be a typo: "I've been looking and looking, but with not luck so far." reads like it should be "no luck".
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: February 16th, 2016 07:42 pm (UTC) (Link)

Thank you!

I'm glad you enjoyed it. Yes, there are other wereanimals.

Typo fixed.
From: (Anonymous) Date: May 1st, 2016 09:01 pm (UTC) (Link)

I want a Gandmother's Moon

*sigh* that would be AWESOME! Think of all the wisdom stored up in that bunch of kickass ladies!
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: May 2nd, 2016 08:45 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: I want a Gandmother's Moon

They are awesome.
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