(Poem) Motherlines by Mary Saracino
1. Margaret On the day I was born you nearly bled to death perhaps a sign that our lives were marked for strife but a mother’s womb is a thing Read More …
1. Margaret On the day I was born you nearly bled to death perhaps a sign that our lives were marked for strife but a mother’s womb is a thing Read More …
Moose, deer, lynx, coyote, bear, skunk, porcupine, snowshoe hare, hawk owl, ant, crow, honey bee, all who live in the woods behind the house I live in, now formally address Read More …
“We need a god who bleeds now whose wounds are not the end of anything” – Ntozake Shange I have been contemplating these lines for several days now. What Read More …
When the sun rises and the moon sets when the earth sings and the sky sighs will we remember that clouds are kin to every human that every woman, every Read More …
Lepenski Vir is a Mesolithic site on the banks of the Danube in Serbia, close to the Iron Gates. Dusan Boric and Preston Miracle’s work on the Mesolithic and Neolithic Read More …
A thousand threads have woven wings of love, mounting us on the wind. Images of ancients have caressed our eyes, revealing new shapes and colors. Drums of women have kindled Read More …
Crane Dance We danced at the edge of pale waters, not caring if we missed a step or fell into the wake of each others jubilance. We leapt in Read More …