With today's peaceful poem filled with faith and hope, "Biorhythmic Resistance" by Jill Crainshaw, Writing In A Woman's Voice will take a sabbatical until March 26. (This includes a previously mentioned full moon celebration project, which will be postponed until April's full moon.)

Biorhythmic Resistance

by Jill Crainshaw

The waxwings visited today. They
know when at winter’s spring-ward edge

to harvest our backyard cedar’s frosted
blue berries. Sometimes the luck of

wildness calls my eyes skyward, and
I see them, masked urban foragers

warming naked Jack Frost trees with
ephemeral browned-butter flames.

And then they are gone. They brush
still-cold blue skies with tails dipped in

sunflower yellow, leaving no sign 
they were ever here at all. But as I

watch them fly away, an ancient promise
caresses my face. When an uninvited

stranger occupies our terrace, holds minds
hostage to chaotic rhythms, desperate

to rewire fragile dreams to his own 
narcissistic gravity, this is how we

resist. We synchronize our wings to
creation’s pace and breathe in and out

the spiraling balm of hope. And then we
live as people who remember, who

know in the marrow of our bones:
the waxwings will visit again.

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Jill Crainshaw is a professor at Wake Forest University School of Divinity in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. She enjoys exploring how words give voice to unexpected ideas, insights and visions.