1.in shades of green and greythe ocean spoke the coming stormwhile breakers tossed ice-whispsagainst the tide. double socked andbraced to the windwe face that cloud stacked horizonand give thanks for the rainthe rainthe rain that comesand those who returnwith the snap cold turnof seasons. 2.by 1750 the north atlantic right whalewas as good as extinct…
‘we are the daughters of the witches you did not burn’ the sons of slaves stolen and traded like cattle on cotton ships across the atlantic we are the illegitimate children of colonial bastards and the women who were stolen from their homes and lived we are the grandchildren of the potato farmers who did…
somewhere in the snow a woman beats a drum, lights a fire, crouches low to feed her gods – says a prayer for us. says you have to live first – be alive before you can give yourself to the world somewhere in the sea a girl speaks quiet on a boat atlantic rocked, holds…