let’s do poem

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Stations – Audrey Lorde

Some women love
to wait
for life
for a ring
in the June light
for a touch of the sun to heal them
for another woman’s voice
to make them whole
to untie their hands
put words in their mouths
form to their passages
sound to their screams
for some other sleeper
to remember
their future
their past.

Some women wait for the right train
in the wrong station
in the alleys of morning
for the noon to holler
the night come down.

Some women wait for love to rise up
the child of their promise
to gather from earth
what they do not plant
to claim pain for labor
to become the tip of an arrow to aim at the heart of now
but it never stays.

Some women wait for visions that do not return
where they were not welcome
for invitations to places
they always wanted
to visit
to be repeated.

Some women wait for themselves
around the next corner
and call the empty spot peace
but the opposite of living is only not living
and the stars do not care.

Some women wait for something
to change and nothing
does change
so they change