Mother Microbe


My first mom was a microbe–

it is written in my book;

randomness was all it took.

A virgin birth by golly,

no horny teenage folly.

T’was a sideways injection

and without an erection.

That’s the way microbes did it,

linking up to a tidbit

as it says here in my text:

a daisy chain without sex.*

*Life’s Engines by Falkowski, 2016

About Nan Mykel

I used to think I would be a child prodigy, but then I got old. Formerly I had fantasies of rubbing elbows with cultural and academic leaders but that did not come to pass because I did not become a cultural or academic leader or any other kind of leader, for that matter. I am not even an "Alpha Dog," a term learned from a friend who had to become "Alpha Dog" in order to influence her own pet. (When gazes lock, she never looks away.) For years I expected to become a published author, but in passing I could not avoid the fact that I had little to contribute to the world's bulging dumpsters. I'm embarrassed to report that I also considered my primary process artistic productions powerful, rather than mildly neurotic. Which is not to say that I disrespect myself, only that I am beginning to doubt my potential for making a mark on the world. If I focus on strict self discipline I may be able to keep my garbage removed on a weekly basis, to keep the kitty box changed, the clothes cleaned, the dog watered, fed and walked, but that just catches me up to the starting mark again. When writing I physically grapple with words, wrestling them from their indifference into attempted chunks of awareness. I sit heavily on my chair; I breathe in artificially cooled air; my ear drums note the tap tap of the keyboard and the steady uninterrupted sound of the air conditioner, What is that sound? The roar of the ocean from 30 yards away...Inside, my thoughts are are balls in an electronic game machine, bouncing hither and yon from lever to lever. I am a little grim and intent until I recall a dream related by a black man in the prison where I once worked. He said that when he was a small boy, back home, he dreamed he was standing on his front porch pissing, and that he suddenly found himself pissing stars...
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19 Responses to Mother Microbe

  1. I wasn’t created that way but I was adopted and it feels so strange to be different than those around you! Very well written!


    • Nan Mykel says:

      Thanks for the comment…Carol? I follow you and enjoy your work immensely. I see now that I needed clarification on what was in the book, that I was referring to: “”What we do know is that is that the basic structure of the tree of life has helped us understand that all extant life on Earth is derived from a single, extinct microbial organism. But if Earth is derived from a common microbial ancestor, when did that last common ancestor arise?” The eventual answer, after much proof, is about 2.4 billion years ago.
      I think I’ll post this explanation, because my communicatiion was so flawed.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Boring to be a microbe, I suppose.


  3. Oh I love that you do posts with comments now.. somehow we are all a little bit coming from microbes.


  4. Hi Nan. I think Dverse would prefer if we posted our own work? Just so you know. Lovely ditty anyway. 🙂


  5. And also, did you see the video of the exercise to keep one’s balance better? It might help for when you go walking along the river again picking up driftwood or other usable debris? It’s at the end of the post. Hope you enjoy it and can use it. 🙂


  6. Bryan Ens says:

    Nature is amazing in the many different ways that different creators reproduce.


  7. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    Such a powerful write 🙂


  8. Nan, I’m terribly sorry. I’m obviously a lazy reader and didn’t follow the link to see what it is about. Apologies please!!


    • Nan Mykel says:

      At that point I hadn’t said more about it on the link. I think I fixed that now, thanks to you!


      • It was still my job to read the link. ‘ve Twice in this collaboration on Dverse have I been caught ought for the same reason. In my poem I didn’t provide a link to make my poem more clear!! I’ll clean up my act. 🙂


  9. hayesspencer says:

    Hi Nan. Thank you posting this but OLN is for posting our own work. Even the prompts are for us to post our own take on the prompt and nit the poem of someone elese unless you use a line ftom a poem or use for inspiration for your own work and that you make note of that.


    • Nan Mykel says:

      As I just explained in a post today, I wote the poem. The reference was to the book that asserted we all come from microbes. I’ll communicate a little more clearly next time. I aleady talked to Petru about this, but thanks for trying to educate me. I need all the education I can get!


      • hayesspencer says:

        Then, well done! I apologize for being dense about this. It is good to discover you wrote this. The title is so very clever and I enjoyed reading, even more so now. I always comment I am a bear of little brains and this proves it.


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