Monday, May 2, 2011

Dancing On the Earth

[Lynn Thompson Photography]

Wild Woman remembers
dancing on the earth,
a hundred women
spiral dancing
to the beat of the drums
at the blockades of '93.

Primal, pulsing Woman-power,
faces radiant, joyous,
powerful
with love for
Mother Earth,
in defiance
of the Machine,
whose voracious jaw,
agape,
threatened to devour
everything
loved,
necessary,
and sacred.

Ululations,
wolf-howls,
lush young women
on the cusp
of womanhood,
little girls with
determined, honest  eyes
and rainbows painted
on their faces,
gray-haired women,
wise with living,
all deeply rooted
in the earth,
united in the passion
of this moment
on the road,
a hundred women
dancing on the earth.


[Lynn Thompson Photography.
This is Sally Sunshine, who later that year fell from a balcony
and was paralyzed.]

4 comments:

  1. This made me grin, Sherry...I could so easily see you twirling about, and could feel the drums beating through my chest! Woman-power rocks!!

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  2. I had to go back to the photo above, get a good peek at it then read the poem. You capture the moment so well, Koko. Oh, pole sana ( sorry) for Sally Sunshine.

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  3. Not familiar with the incident. I hope you were able to accomplish what you set out to do. It does read like you enjoyed the experience.

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  4. Sherry, I love 'primal, pulsing woman power.' I can hear and feel the beat. Another strong, empowering poem!

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