This poem is so fitting for my WIP, The Ivory Pomegranate (formerly titled The Sibylline Prophecies; Where the Stones Speak) I thought I'd post so others could appreciate the greatness of word weaver, Alice Walker (author of The Color Purple).
To Be A Woman
To be a woman
Does not mean
To wear
A shroud;
The feminine
Is not
Dead
Nor is she
Sleeping
Angry, yes,
Seething,yes.
Biding her time;
Yes.
Yes.
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