Black Bird Ballet by Sara Wright
In September I was patient. My beloved birds were having a good year seeking food in natural places like my field I reminded myself over and over as they remained Read More …
In September I was patient. My beloved birds were having a good year seeking food in natural places like my field I reminded myself over and over as they remained Read More …
[Editor’s Note: This poem was included in the journal, S/HE: An International Journal of Goddess Studies (Vol 3 No 2, 2024).] Open wide the rusty hinges of the doors to a universe Read More …
If you close your eyes can you remember a time before the wars began when love prevailed and compassion reigned, when justice ruled beside mercy? There was no need for Read More …
NotesPenelope was the queen of Ithaca (Corfu), an island off the west coast of Greece. Herhusband, Odysseus (also known as Ulysses) committed to going to fight at the Trojan Warwhere Read More …
Moon cycles and women’s cycles dance in cosmic synchronicity, but what about the rhythm of Venus, planet and Goddess of Love? Are we in tune with Her dance and how Read More …
[Author’s Note: This poem was included in the journal, S/HE: An International Journal of Goddess Studies (Vol 3 No 2, 2024).]
A sacred practice as old as the hills themselves, the creation of a Mandala allows you to sift through the debris of your subconscious mind, to uncover the jewels buried Read More …
[Author’s Note: Whale Whispering is an ancestral commission, an ode to water, a work of interspecies translation and co-creation between me, humpback whales and other cetaceans and people, a diasporic healing Read More …
[Author’s Note; I am going back to feminist reinterpretations of the Bible, this one focusing on the work of Alice Bellis. I especially love her reexamination of Ruth. I remember watching Read More …
[Author’s Note: This poem was included in the journal, S/HE: An International Journal of Goddess Studies (Vol 3 No 2, 2024). The video version narrated by Dr. Glenys Livingstone is Read More …
I listened to my heart murmuring softly her voice a viscous fluid slow moving river changing course from right to left pumping molten minerals over bones tunneling around limbs amazement Read More …
The scent of balsam wafts through the room as I cut the boughs to make my annual wreath to honor all trees, those that still stand, those who are slaughtered. Read More …
In the heart of the whale In the belly of the sea In the womb of memory Dream Dream Dream Sing Sing Sing Dance Dance Dance One love One life Read More …