We Keep Secrets From Ourselves That All

Just As The Slave Master Required The Slaves To Imitate The Image He Had Of Them, So Women, Who Live In A Relatively Powerless Position, Politically And Economically, Feel Obliged By A Kind Of Implicit Force To Live Up To Culture's Image Of What Is Female.

Before A Secret Is Told, One Can Often Feel The Weight Of It In The Atmosphere.

This Earth Is My Sister; I Love Her Daily Grace, Her Silent Daring, And How Loved I Am. How We Admire This Strength In Each Other, All That We Have Lost, All That We Have Suffered, All That We Know: We Are Stunned By This Beauty, And I Do Not Forget: What She Is To Me, What I Am To Her.

Poetry Is A Good Medium For Revolutionary Hope.

Yes We Are Devilish; That Is True We Cackle. Yes We Are Dark Like The Soil And Wild Like The Animals. And We Turn To Each Other And Stare Into This Darkness. We Find It Beautiful. We Find This Darkness Irresistible. We Cease All Hiding.