(Poem) Woman/Rising by Mary Saracino
Pomegranate tree photo by Mary Saracino I I watch you in the kitchen kneading dough on this Friday morning. Your arms are strong, muscles stretch and pull, pushing the dough, Read More …
Pomegranate tree photo by Mary Saracino I I watch you in the kitchen kneading dough on this Friday morning. Your arms are strong, muscles stretch and pull, pushing the dough, Read More …
A woman’s fury is blood deepbone stronguterine fierceunstoppable.No man can tame itthough many have tried.We must unleash the howl of agesuncoil our collective memoryproclaim our authority to self-rulereclaim what has Read More …
Pace/Peace sign, Rome 2004; photo by Mary Saracino In mid-December 1994, a slender portal expanded the fragile space between humanity’s liminal soul and its linear mind, offering a glimmer of Read More …
“Another world is not only possible. On a quiet day I can hear her breathing.” — Arundhati Roy, Indian novelist, activist and world citizen Softly, on the sigh of a Read More …
Photo by Mary Saracino I talk to treesthanking them for their serviceto the world,praising them for their beauty,asking them to share their wisdomthe many ways they teach us toshed what Read More …
Black Madonna Cradles the Earth original art by Yvonne M Lucia (c) 2010; image used as the cover of She Is Everywhere! Volume 3: An anthology of writings in womanist/feminist Read More …
Photo by Mary Saracino You know who they areperhaps you are one of themwomen who dance with the moonbare-breasted, if weather permitshowling with lunar fullnessloosening their limbs and their tonguesto Read More …
Bandelier National Monument, New Mexico: Photo by Mary Saracino I was born in 1954 into a working class Italian-American Catholic family, the fifth child and first daughter of parents whose Read More …
They wield their pointed needles not as weapons of terror flung at airline pilots or fellow passengers, but as benevolent batons in the hands of a maestro, to orchestrate the Read More …
Kiva at Bandelier National Monument, New Mexico; photo by Mary Saracino Every morning, before I take a sipof my Earl Grey tea,I give thanks to my ancestors,and to all creatures Read More …
Trinacria personal archives, photo by Mary Saracino We were birthedfrom the same woman’s body,emerging from the pain of our mother’s labor,screaming, proclaiming ourexistence to ourselvesand to her.Each a girl-child.Me, the Read More …
Photo by Mary Saracino The mother of all lakescalls my name.“Daughter,” she says, “be still. Feel the ebb and flowof my tides ripplingthrough your veins.Be calmand listen to my watery Read More …
[Editors’ Note: Learn about how the “Nine Poets Speak” series came to be in place here.] Photo of Lake Superior, Duluth, MN; author’s personal archives. If you do not say what Read More …