1/2 of WC apologizes
Following ample teachable moments provided by Mike Allen, Shweta Narayan, Lisa Bradley, and many wonderful others, one half of the WC Roberts duo offered a sincere apology (in the comments to Mike Allen's entry). As apologies go, it is not perfect, but what in this world is? I accepted it. I have not heard from Andy Miller, nor do I expect to, although miracles do happen.
Again, thank you very much to all of you together and individually, who offered words of support and courage in my journal and elsewhere. Your words mean the world to me. Protecting and upholding each other, we empower each other to speak, learn, live. So we bless each other.
And as
elorie
reminds us, poetry had always been crucial for this process. She quotes Audre Lorde, who said,
"For women, then, poetry is not a luxury. It is a vital necessity of our existence. It forms the quality of the light within which we predicate our hopes and dreams toward survival and change, first made into language, then into idea, then into more tangible action. Poetry is the way we help give name to the nameless so it can be thought. The farthest external horizons of our hopes and fears are cobbled by our poems, carved from the rock experiences of our daily lives."
Here's to poetry, then. Here's to hope.
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I am closing comments to this entry, because spoon supply dropped way under zero here. Thank you for understanding.
Again, thank you very much to all of you together and individually, who offered words of support and courage in my journal and elsewhere. Your words mean the world to me. Protecting and upholding each other, we empower each other to speak, learn, live. So we bless each other.
And as
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"For women, then, poetry is not a luxury. It is a vital necessity of our existence. It forms the quality of the light within which we predicate our hopes and dreams toward survival and change, first made into language, then into idea, then into more tangible action. Poetry is the way we help give name to the nameless so it can be thought. The farthest external horizons of our hopes and fears are cobbled by our poems, carved from the rock experiences of our daily lives."
Here's to poetry, then. Here's to hope.
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I am closing comments to this entry, because spoon supply dropped way under zero here. Thank you for understanding.
Published on October 26, 2010 15:25
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