The step into feminist consciousness is a step beyond all the consciousness we bring with us, even at that marginal place on the boundary.
You want to talk about woman?
What sends you to me?
The war between what you are
and what you want to be?
Be warned: I’m a dry stick
and flare if put to flame,
more conflagration than woman.
If I stir you to action
beyond the nest of your bed,
I could unsettle your life.
You burn to be more,
thinking yourself of no worth.
A ubiquitous falsehood.
You want to reinvent yourself
before you run out of time,
yet you are home to a flame
so bright the gods are jealous.
In the fire of your inner sun
life blazes within you.
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