yesterdays heads nod agreement
though still refusing sleep
or dislocations of night
we are more than what they allow
imaginations far fiercer
than stolen tyrannies
you can't tell the angle of attack
but I know, I know
how I know
other women's children are also
children... even if they're
too old to cry
_____
Pic: A cardinal in the driveway, spied as I walked home from hanging out at the East Lansing Art Festival with the girl friends. (I didn't buy a thing.)
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Stanza 2--Wow. We certainly are.
The repetition of the word Know is doing good work here. I feel the emphatic assertion; the wisdom of Women is deep, compassionate, and mighty.
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