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A WOMAN LIKE THAT IS NOT A WOMAN, QUITE

Samhain prayer for Hillary Rodham Clinton

Mother, I turn to you my true face

Mother, I turn to you my true face

Mother, I turn to you my true face

 

Let me be not The Woman, Afraid.

Let me be The Woman in the Garden,

at ease with good and evil, not yet cursed.

 

Where I lead The Man, let him find

gold, death, or rain, according to my desire.

For my desire is my design,

 

the folding of the world like the making

and unmaking of a bed. The ribbing of all

possible histories like bushes of spun silk.

 

My roots will never forget their destination:

the earth’s heart, the purest lode.

I wait, I wait, and I grow young.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 




Posted 10/31/16
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