Morning Star

[milo]

Morning Star


Jove grows restless now
and wanders through the garden
taking peace in all that he has made

as beetles dig beneath the ground
to find his face
in every outstretched eye of every tuber

and all along the path the leaves of figs
and dragon-fruit call out his name
in whispers caught by elephant ears

but what was it that Michael said 
when asked by Jove, Tell me a tale
and Michael told a tale of Gods:

A tale of Nymphs, frolicking at play,
and Titans - mighty in their strength,
of climbing Gods and falling Gods

and how they glowed in triumph
of how they reveled in the fray
and in the end of how they failed.

Jove was captured with delight
so he declared, I will be one of those
and you will disobey and quake with fear


and Michael sheepishly agreed
to call him God but after all
the elbow cannot disobey the ear

so Jove forgave and placed him
back upon the shelf
and hid his form behind the morning star

leaving him to wander by himself.
And somehow Jove has come upon the clay -
and here is man demanding to be made.

[busker]

I like the idea of a reimagining of the creation myth, of Yahweh being Jove and Michael being Lucifer. But I can’t understand Michael’s tale. The Olympians overthrew the Titans, so Jove wouldn’t need that story told. Unless this is a different universe, and the story worked out differently. At that point, this isn’t Jove. It’s all a little confusing and distracts from enjoying the lines.

Maybe the whole problem is Jove. A non Greek god, a Nigerian god, would do well.
I don’t think Jove-is-Allah packs that much of a punch.

[milo]

I like the idea of a reimagining of the creation myth, of Yahweh being Jove and Michael being Lucifer. But I can’t understand Michael’s tale. The Olympians overthrew the Titans, so Jove wouldn’t need that story told. Unless this is a different universe, and the story worked out differently. At that point, this isn’t Jove. It’s all a little confusing and distracts from enjoying the lines.

Maybe the whole problem is Jove. A non Greek god, a Nigerian god, would do well.
I don’t think Jove-is-Allah packs that much of a punch.

I did dedicate a whole line in the poem explaining that Michael is definitely not lucifer so I am not sure this is coming through.  My intent was never a Jove is Allah so perhaps that is part of the problem

Thanks for reading and commenting

[Mark A Becker]

Hi Milo -

Morning Star I think of Venus


Jove grows restless now I think of Jove as Jupiter
and wanders through the garden so, Jupiter is not in the sky?
taking peace in all that he has made so, Jove is the Roamn god, then?

as beetles dig beneath the ground
to find his face
in every outstretched eye of every tuber this very earthly imagery throws me

and all along the path the leaves of figs
and dragon-fruit call out his name back to Jove being god
in whispers caught by elephant ears

but what was it that Michael said hmm? where did Michael come from?
when asked by Jove, Tell me a tale
and Michael told a tale of Gods:

A tale of Nymphs, frolicking at play,
and Titans - mighty in their strength,
of climbing Gods and falling Gods

and how they glowed in triumph
of how they reveled in the fray
and in the end of how they failed.

Jove was captured with delight
so he declared, I will be one of those
and you will disobey and quake with fear


and Michael sheepishly agreed
to call him God but after all
the elbow cannot disobey the ear

so Jove forgave and placed him
back upon the shelf
and hid his form behind the morning star

leaving him to wander by himself.
And somehow Jove has come upon the clay -
and here is man demanding to be made.

I stopped in-line comments after becoming confused. I sense a poem about myths regarding God and creation, but wound up scratching my head. The poem made me feel like I needed to research creation myths; like I was missing something crucial to understanding what you're trying to convey.
All that said, I do like the final line. In one creation myth, God makes Man from clay, so how can Man already exist, demanding to take form; to be made? It's the lead-up to that line that leaves me feeling that the poem is a creation myth about creation myths.

[milo]

Hi Milo -

Morning Star I think of Venus


Jove grows restless now I think of Jove as Jupiter
and wanders through the garden so, Jupiter is not in the sky?
taking peace in all that he has made so, Jove is the Roamn god, then?

as beetles dig beneath the ground
to find his face
in every outstretched eye of every tuber  this very earthly imagery throws me

and all along the path the leaves of figs
and dragon-fruit call out his name back to Jove being god
in whispers caught by elephant ears

but what was it that Michael said hmm? where did Michael come from?
when asked by Jove, Tell me a tale
and Michael told a tale of Gods:

A tale of Nymphs, frolicking at play,
and Titans - mighty in their strength,
of climbing Gods and falling Gods

and how they glowed in triumph
of how they reveled in the fray
and in the end of how they failed.

Jove was captured with delight
so he declared, I will be one of those
and you will disobey and quake with fear


and Michael sheepishly agreed
to call him God but after all
the elbow cannot disobey the ear

so Jove forgave and placed him
back upon the shelf
and hid his form behind the morning star

leaving him to wander by himself.
And somehow Jove has come upon the clay -
and here is man demanding to be made.

I stopped in-line comments after becoming confused. I sense a poem about myths regarding God and creation, but wound up scratching my head. The poem made me feel like I needed to research creation myths; like I was missing something crucial to understanding what you're trying to convey.
All that said, I do like the final line. In one creation myth, God makes Man from clay, so how can Man already exist, demanding to take form; to be made? It's the lead-up to that line that leaves me feeling that the poem is a creation myth about creation myths.

Jove seems to throw a lot of people but it was initially just a term that meant "father god" or "main god" that was eventually applied to Jupiter who the Romans considered the main god.

Michael is the Christian Michael
Morning Star is another term for Lucifer

In this, Jove (god) is walking through the garden recalling a conversation he had with Michael before he comes to terms that Angels just won't do - hence the concept of man (demanding to be made) just as he happens upon the clay of creation

Thank you for reading and commenting

[Magpie]

The title initially throws people off because of the connection with Venus and then that seems to create a connection with Jupiter through Jove.

Jove could be changed to 'Father' but I think it spoils the poem because it becomes clear by the end that Jove is God.

Could the title be changed, especially considering that it is used within the poem to great effect.

Would 'Lucifer' be too obvious a title? 
Light Bearer? Bringer of Light? -- Too cryptic

Just a couple of thoughts, the rest is excellent, although it requires some knowledge of the bible it reads well and makes sense, the last two strophes are particularly good.

Cheers for the read.

[rowens]

Venus is the Evening Star and Lucifer is the Morning Star, and they are the same Planet.

Michael looks like God, actually is as much God as the other Angels.

I know because I interact with them daily.

Michael, after all, was there when all the old myths were warring. His twin brother is as much Prometheus as Hermes.

This is why the poem can shift without explanations given.

[dukealien]

Coming to this late, and having skimmed the other critiques... a common thread seems to be the title and confusion with Venus/Aphrodite/morning star.  Could the title be, "Son of the Morning" per Isaiah and also referring to the edge of the human event horizon?

The buildup in the first three stanzas is nice, setting the stage.  Using Michael gives the myth a good whack to get the reader's attention - not Hermes or Pluto (or Vulcan, who took a Lucifer-like fall).  And we end up with a solo god, explained.  It's all games.  Appropriately, there are no female characters:  it's a boys' game.

The extra white space before "and Michael sheepishly agreed" gives or portrays a little pause.  There was resistance.

Capitalizing "Gods" when referring to Greek gods as well as the (here fictional or role-playing) unitary God works nicely to make that distinction, or lack thereof.

I'm at a loss for suggestions beyond the title change.  The story is the story, no one myth, or myths at play.  It's fun; making it clearer would reduce the power of the mixed allusions to amuse.

[milo]

The title initially throws people off because of the connection with Venus and then that seems to create a connection with Jupiter through Jove.

Jove could be changed to 'Father' but I think it spoils the poem because it becomes clear by the end that Jove is God.

Could the title be changed, especially considering that it is used within the poem to great effect.

Would 'Lucifer' be too obvious a title? 
Light Bearer? Bringer of Light? -- Too cryptic

Just a couple of thoughts, the rest is excellent, although it requires some knowledge of the bible it reads well and makes sense, the last two strophes are particularly good.

Cheers for the read.

Thank you very much for reading and commenting.

I actually love the sound of "Morning Star" as a title but I will consider changing it.  It doesn't bother me too much if people are confused after the first couple readings because most poems I like I have to read a few times as well. 

Still, maybe I will try changing it and see how it feels.  Probably not Lucifer though because it feels a little too Goth for my taste.

Once again, thanks.

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Coming to this late, and having skimmed the other critiques... a common thread seems to be the title and confusion with Venus/Aphrodite/morning star.  Could the title be, "Son of the Morning" per Isaiah and also referring to the edge of the human event horizon?

The buildup in the first three stanzas is nice, setting the stage.  Using Michael gives the myth a good whack to get the reader's attention - not Hermes or Pluto (or Vulcan, who took a Lucifer-like fall).  And we end up with a solo god, explained.  It's all games.  Appropriately, there are no female characters:  it's a boys' game.

The extra white space before "and Michael sheepishly agreed" gives or portrays a little pause.  There was resistance.

Capitalizing "Gods" when referring to Greek gods as well as the (here fictional or role-playing) unitary God works nicely to make that distinction, or lack thereof.

I'm at a loss for suggestions beyond the title change.  The story is the story, no one myth, or myths at play.  It's fun; making it clearer would reduce the power of the mixed allusions to amuse.

Thank you so much for reading and commenting.  I agree that making it too clear would probably weaken it substantially.

I am considering other title changes.  It's weird that I never even considered the Venus reference until it was brought up.  We are all blinded by our own vision sometimes.

Thanks

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Venus is the Evening Star and Lucifer is the Morning Star, and they are the same Planet.

Michael looks like God, actually is as much God as the other Angels.

I know because I interact with them daily.

Michael, after all, was there when all the old myths were warring. His twin brother is as much Prometheus as Hermes.

This is why the poem can shift without explanations given.

Thanks for commenting, rowens, it is always nice when you chime in.

[ilovewomenandbeer]

1768153814[/url]']
Morning Star


Jove grows restless now
and wanders through the garden
taking peace in all that he has made

as beetles dig beneath the ground
to find his face
in every outstretched eye of every tuber

and all along the path the leaves of figs
and dragon-fruit call out his name
in whispers caught by elephant ears

but what was it that Michael said 
when asked by Jove, Tell me a tale
and Michael told a tale of Gods:

A tale of Nymphs, frolicking at play,
and Titans - mighty in their strength,
of climbing Gods and falling Gods

and how they glowed in triumph
of how they reveled in the fray
and in the end of how they failed.

Jove was captured with delight
so he declared, I will be one of those
and you will disobey and quake with fear


and Michael sheepishly agreed
to call him God but after all
the elbow cannot disobey the ear

so Jove forgave and placed him
back upon the shelf
and hid his form behind the morning star

leaving him to wander by himself.
And somehow Jove has come upon the clay -
and here is man demanding to be made.

This poem presents an interesting take of mythological and religious elements, but its use of multiple systems made it a little hard to follow at times.  Bringing together figures like Jove alongside references that are Biblical, the poem to me isn’t always clearly defined. Rather than feeling cohesive, sometimes these systems can seem to compete with each other, which I think distract from the main idea.

At the end of the day, part of this comes down to the reader. When constructing imagery and drawing from symbolic systems, it helps to consider how easily someone can move through the poem. If the Poem is unclear or too abstract, i think it can be harder to understand.

Hopefully my inexperience interpretation can help you tighten a metaphor if that’s a goal, or be of some use at all.


All love, ilovewomenandbeer.

[milo]

1768153814[/url]']
Morning Star


Jove grows restless now
and wanders through the garden
taking peace in all that he has made

as beetles dig beneath the ground
to find his face
in every outstretched eye of every tuber

and all along the path the leaves of figs
and dragon-fruit call out his name
in whispers caught by elephant ears

but what was it that Michael said 
when asked by Jove, Tell me a tale
and Michael told a tale of Gods:

A tale of Nymphs, frolicking at play,
and Titans - mighty in their strength,
of climbing Gods and falling Gods

and how they glowed in triumph
of how they reveled in the fray
and in the end of how they failed.

Jove was captured with delight
so he declared, I will be one of those
and you will disobey and quake with fear


and Michael sheepishly agreed
to call him God but after all
the elbow cannot disobey the ear

so Jove forgave and placed him
back upon the shelf
and hid his form behind the morning star

leaving him to wander by himself.
And somehow Jove has come upon the clay -
and here is man demanding to be made.

This poem presents an interesting take of mythological and religious elements, but its use of multiple systems made it a little hard to follow at times.  Bringing together figures like Jove alongside references that are Biblical, the poem to me isn’t always clearly defined. Rather than feeling cohesive, sometimes these systems can seem to compete with each other, which I think distract from the main idea.

At the end of the day, part of this comes down to the reader. When constructing imagery and drawing from symbolic systems, it helps to consider how easily someone can move through the poem. If the Poem is unclear or too abstract, i think it can be harder to understand.

Hopefully my inexperience interpretation can help you tighten a metaphor if that’s a goal, or be of some use at all.


All love, ilovewomenandbeer.

it depends -  do you believe that I, as the writer, don't know why I chose Jove instead of Allah or El or Yahweh or do you think I should write it different so that readers who can't be bothered to consider why I made the choice can figure it out easier?

[Truerenigma]

Morning Star


Jove grows restless now
and wanders through the garden
taking peace in all that he has made 

as beetles dig beneath the ground
to find his face
in every outstretched eye of every tuber

and all along the path the leaves of figs
and dragon-fruit call out his name
in whispers caught by elephant ears

but what was it that Michael said 
when asked by Jove, Tell me a tale
and Michael told a tale of Gods:

A tale of Nymphs, frolicking at play,
and Titans - mighty in their strength,
of climbing Gods and falling Gods

and how they glowed in triumph
of how they reveled in the fray
and in the end of how they failed.

Jove was captured with delight
so he declared, I will be one of those
and you will disobey and quake with fear


and Michael sheepishly agreed
to call him God but after all
the elbow cannot disobey the ear

so Jove forgave and placed him
back upon the shelf
and hid his form behind the morning star

leaving him to wander by himself.
And somehow Jove has come upon the clay -
and here is man demanding to be made.

in all that he has leads me to question if L3 is finished. I just wonder about all that. 

Every outstretched eye of every isn't very convincing either. 

I have a hard time with the leaves of figs when one could just say the fig leaves. Almost sounds like we are trying to give the dragon fruit leaves as well. Like "leaves of oak and hemlock" for example.

Titans - mighty in their strength is just mighty Titans to me.

[ilovewomenandbeer]

1768153814[/url]']
Morning Star


Jove grows restless now
and wanders through the garden
taking peace in all that he has made

as beetles dig beneath the ground
to find his face
in every outstretched eye of every tuber

and all along the path the leaves of figs
and dragon-fruit call out his name
in whispers caught by elephant ears

but what was it that Michael said 
when asked by Jove, Tell me a tale
and Michael told a tale of Gods:

A tale of Nymphs, frolicking at play,
and Titans - mighty in their strength,
of climbing Gods and falling Gods

and how they glowed in triumph
of how they reveled in the fray
and in the end of how they failed.

Jove was captured with delight
so he declared, I will be one of those
and you will disobey and quake with fear


and Michael sheepishly agreed
to call him God but after all
the elbow cannot disobey the ear

so Jove forgave and placed him
back upon the shelf
and hid his form behind the morning star

leaving him to wander by himself.
And somehow Jove has come upon the clay -
and here is man demanding to be made.

This poem presents an interesting take of mythological and religious elements, but its use of multiple systems made it a little hard to follow at times.  Bringing together figures like Jove alongside references that are Biblical, the poem to me isn’t always clearly defined. Rather than feeling cohesive, sometimes these systems can seem to compete with each other, which I think distract from the main idea.

At the end of the day, part of this comes down to the reader. When constructing imagery and drawing from symbolic systems, it helps to consider how easily someone can move through the poem. If the Poem is unclear or too abstract, i think it can be harder to understand.

Hopefully my inexperience interpretation can help you tighten a metaphor if that’s a goal, or be of some use at all.


All love, ilovewomenandbeer.

it depends -  do you believe that I, as the writer, don't know why I chose Jove instead of Allah or El or Yahweh or do you think I should write it different so that readers who can't be bothered to consider why I made the choice can figure it out easier?

I really appreciated your take on this. It actually helped me think more about how I fuse different systems together in my own writing. I tend to lean into that blending, but your point about clarity made me realize there’s a balance between layering meaning and giving the reader something to hold onto.
At the same time, I think some of that obscurity can be part of the experience. At the end of the day, it kind of comes down to the reader—either they walk away thinking “I don’t get it,” or they feel like there’s something more beneath the surface. And I think both reactions are valid in their own way.
Either way, your poem definitely made me look at my own work a little differently, so I appreciate it.

 My bad if it came off like I was questioning your intent—that wasn’t what I meant. I’m sure your choice was deliberate. I was just speaking more on how it might come across to some readers, not your reasoning behind it.

[wasellajam]

Hey, milo, I've been passing on commenting because with every read I feel like I'm missing something among the gods and angels. I do have some things I'd like to say but you can expect my notes to be missing the unspoken past of the characters. The digs I've done didn't help me fully put the poem together, probably my own block of absorbing myths so I'm left with what's on the page.

Morning Star


Jove grows restless now
and wanders through the garden
taking peace in all that he has made
Restless vs peace tells me he's admiring a finished project but ready for the next. His name could be Steve and I'd be okay with this opening but the language of "in all that he has made" brings me to a religious creator.

as beetles dig beneath the ground
to find his face
in every outstretched eye of every tuber
I love these lines, I picture a dense and supportive underground network, there only due to the gardener/creator. I enjoy "outstretched eye" making sense.

and all along the path the leaves of figs
and dragon-fruit call out his name
in whispers caught by elephant ears
So I can see he has orchestrated the fall from innocence but it doesn't grab me.

but what was it that Michael said
when asked by Jove, Tell me a tale
and Michael told a tale of Gods:
I am missing why this is posed as a question.

A tale of Nymphs, frolicking at play,
and Titans - mighty in their strength,
of climbing Gods and falling Gods

and how they glowed in triumph
of how they reveled in the fray
and in the end of how they failed.

Jove was captured with delight
so he declared, I will be one of those
and you will disobey and quake with fear
I am missing why Jove is delighted to emulate those before him who failed. I don't get Michael quaking in fear if he willfully disobeyed but that's probably something I missed.

and Michael sheepishly agreed
to call him God but after all
the elbow cannot disobey the ear
elbow/ear throws me off every time, can't get it.

so Jove forgave and placed him
back upon the shelf
and hid his form behind the morning star

leaving him to wander by himself.
And somehow Jove has come upon the clay -
and here is man demanding to be made.
I find the end satisfying, Jove putting the blame on man from the start.

So I hope my notes work to save some things that work for me and you can disregard the rest.

[milo]

Morning Star


Jove grows restless now
and wanders through the garden
taking peace in all that he has made 

as beetles dig beneath the ground
to find his face
in every outstretched eye of every tuber

and all along the path the leaves of figs
and dragon-fruit call out his name
in whispers caught by elephant ears

but what was it that Michael said 
when asked by Jove, Tell me a tale
and Michael told a tale of Gods:

A tale of Nymphs, frolicking at play,
and Titans - mighty in their strength,
of climbing Gods and falling Gods

and how they glowed in triumph
of how they reveled in the fray
and in the end of how they failed.

Jove was captured with delight
so he declared, I will be one of those
and you will disobey and quake with fear


and Michael sheepishly agreed
to call him God but after all
the elbow cannot disobey the ear

so Jove forgave and placed him
back upon the shelf
and hid his form behind the morning star

leaving him to wander by himself.
And somehow Jove has come upon the clay -
and here is man demanding to be made.

in all that he has leads me to question if L3 is finished. I just wonder about all that. 

Every outstretched eye of every isn't very convincing either. 

I have a hard time with the leaves of figs when one could just say the fig leaves. Almost sounds like we are trying to give the dragon fruit leaves as well. Like "leaves of oak and hemlock" for example.

Titans - mighty in their strength is just mighty Titans to me.

Thanks for reading and your comments, it is good to see you back.  I will consider them all individually 

Thanks

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This poem presents an interesting take of mythological and religious elements, but its use of multiple systems made it a little hard to follow at times.  Bringing together figures like Jove alongside references that are Biblical, the poem to me isn’t always clearly defined. Rather than feeling cohesive, sometimes these systems can seem to compete with each other, which I think distract from the main idea.

At the end of the day, part of this comes down to the reader. When constructing imagery and drawing from symbolic systems, it helps to consider how easily someone can move through the poem. If the Poem is unclear or too abstract, i think it can be harder to understand.

Hopefully my inexperience interpretation can help you tighten a metaphor if that’s a goal, or be of some use at all.


All love, ilovewomenandbeer.

it depends -  do you believe that I, as the writer, don't know why I chose Jove instead of Allah or El or Yahweh or do you think I should write it different so that readers who can't be bothered to consider why I made the choice can figure it out easier?

I really appreciated your take on this. It actually helped me think more about how I fuse different systems together in my own writing. I tend to lean into that blending, but your point about clarity made me realize there’s a balance between layering meaning and giving the reader something to hold onto.
At the same time, I think some of that obscurity can be part of the experience. At the end of the day, it kind of comes down to the reader—either they walk away thinking “I don’t get it,” or they feel like there’s something more beneath the surface. And I think both reactions are valid in their own way.
Either way, your poem definitely made me look at my own work a little differently, so I appreciate it.

 My bad if it came off like I was questioning your intent—that wasn’t what I meant. I’m sure your choice was deliberate. I was just speaking more on how it might come across to some readers, not your reasoning behind it.

Hello

your comments were just so generic they seemed impossible to apply but rather you were offering writing advice.  Things like "it was hard to follow" aren't really valuable because I am not familiar with your specific level of interest or reading.  Things that make it easier for you to follow may make it more difficult for others especially as you didn't mention specifics which is why I replied the way I did - I can see no way to apply your observations.

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Hey, milo, I've been passing on commenting because with every read I feel like I'm missing something among the gods and angels. I do have some things I'd like to say but you can expect my notes to be missing the unspoken past of the characters. The digs I've done didn't help me fully put the poem together, probably my own block of absorbing myths so I'm left with what's on the page.

Morning Star


Jove grows restless now
and wanders through the garden
taking peace in all that he has made
Restless vs peace tells me he's admiring a finished project but ready for the next. His name could be Steve and I'd be okay with this opening but the language of "in all that he has made" brings me to a religious creator.

as beetles dig beneath the ground
to find his face
in every outstretched eye of every tuber
I love these lines, I picture a dense and supportive underground network, there only due to the gardener/creator. I enjoy "outstretched eye" making sense.

and all along the path the leaves of figs
and dragon-fruit call out his name
in whispers caught by elephant ears
So I can see he has orchestrated the fall from innocence but it doesn't grab me.

but what was it that Michael said
when asked by Jove, Tell me a tale
and Michael told a tale of Gods:
I am missing why this is posed as a question.

A tale of Nymphs, frolicking at play,
and Titans - mighty in their strength,
of climbing Gods and falling Gods

and how they glowed in triumph
of how they reveled in the fray
and in the end of how they failed.

Jove was captured with delight
so he declared, I will be one of those
and you will disobey and quake with fear
I am missing why Jove is delighted to emulate those before him who failed. I don't get Michael quaking in fear if he willfully disobeyed but that's probably something I missed.

and Michael sheepishly agreed
to call him God but after all
the elbow cannot disobey the ear
elbow/ear throws me off every time, can't get it.

so Jove forgave and placed him
back upon the shelf
and hid his form behind the morning star

leaving him to wander by himself.
And somehow Jove has come upon the clay -
and here is man demanding to be made.
I find the end satisfying, Jove putting the blame on man from the start.

So I hope my notes work to save some things that work for me and you can disregard the rest.

yes - so  my thoughts when writing it were - we have a being that is essentially a singularity - all powerful if you will.  Angels cannot defy him making them essentially part of him " the elbow cannot disobey the ear".  The difference between a god and a singularity is that one rules over others - triumphs, fails, etc - so in his desire to be a god - he needed to create a being with the capacity to disobey.  Man "demanding" to be made is to imply the petulant insistience at the start.

Anyway, thank you for reading and for, as always, your keen eye - it is helpful as always.

Thanks

[Michael Anon]

Jove also felt like a snag when for me God would be just fine. I needed to be reminded that the name Michael is angelic (its my nom de plume, is Michael which is my middle name,  hence my repression of that fact!) I enjoyed rereading the poem without strong need to "correct' anything so the only change I'd recommend is to allow God a role in all this!

[milo]

Jove also felt like a snag when for me God would be just fine. I needed to be reminded that the name Michael is angelic (its my nom de plume, is Michael which is my middle name,  hence my repression of that fact!) I enjoyed rereading the poem without strong need to "correct' anything so the only change I'd recommend is to allow God a role in all this!

Hello

Thank you for reading and commenting.  I have multiple reasons for not using "God" or "Allah" or any of the other representations one of which I did not intend this to be a religious or especially a Christian poem as much as a Mythos poem that exists within the cultural realm.  Jove itself is just an older generic term for God but for me it feels more comfortable and if my readers can be bothered to read it a few times I don't think they will really struggle thatt much with it.

Thanks again.