Invocation To Girlhood
for my women friends
by Sigrid Bergie Feliciano
Let us be girls, very
small;
a bit lost in a forest
of bushes,
dazzled by sky
and butterfly wings
muffling our faces.
On a park bench,
mild-looking boys are
reading comic strips
and trading baseball
cards.
They cannot see us
moving in shade,
our laughter caught in
careless singing of birds.
We are boisterous,
secretive, and gentle
in a way females know.
We find strange
happiness in dancing
the language of
friendship.
Let us return to the
little thicket
as women with smooth
breasts
and hands weathered by
much life.
Let us drift together in
the late sunshine,
feeling not languorous
or sentimental,
but breathing the womb
love of our mothers.
We are earthy in
afternoon light,
so let us risk
enchantment
and be foolish in the
forest’s heart.
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Sigrid Bergie Feliciano is
award-winning author of Turning Out The Lights (New Rivers Press). COMPAS
poet in the schools for 20 years. International winner Naji Naaman
Literary Prizes 2019. Her poems in journals, anthologies across the US and
beyond. Caregiver for her beloved parents in their last years. Social
activist. Globetrotter. Lives with ancient oak and pine, coyote and
mule deer, and husband Tony in Shadow Hills, California.
I'll be waiting there, still mild but trying to look dangerous!
ReplyDeleteDelightful poem... reflecting on the wisdom of women; mindful & playful, aware of the difference between boys' and our own nature, intuitive & loving, surrounded with light, indulging in all beauty of life, free to follow her fancy to just BE !! ~~ <3 MM
ReplyDeleteThank you Miriam! Beautiful...<3
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