| We Need a God Who Bleeds Now by Ntozake Shange |
[29 Apr 2007|06:48pm] |
This poem is beautiful. I found it in A Daughter's Geography by Ntozake Shange. Another brilliant black female writer. I am discovering so many of them.
We Need a God Who Bleeds Now by Ntozake Shange
we need a god who bleeds now a god whose wounds are not some small male vengeance some pitiful concession to humility a desert swept with dryin marrow in honor of the lord
we need a god who bleeds spreads her lunar vulva & showers us in shades of scarlet thick &warm like the breath of her our mothers tearing to let us in this place breaks open like our mothers bleeding the planet is heaving mourning our ignorance the moon tugs the seas to hold her/to hold her embrace swelling hills/i am not wounded i am bleeding to life
we need a god who bleeds now whose wounds are not the end of anything
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[29 Apr 2007|08:15pm] |
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Just making a few changes to my journal. Anonymous comments are now enabled but they will be moderated, as will comments by lj users not on my friends list.
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