Juárez/Ecapatec - by
I was looking, in vain, for the newspaper article
that told our story among the deluge of pages
on the thousands of women of similar fates.
women
Stobhill - by
Yes, I agreed to perform the abortion.
The girl was under unusual strain.
Nostra Culpa - by
We knew, this thing at least we knew, – the worth Of life: this was our secret learned at birth. We knew that Force the world has deified, How weak it is. We spoke not, so men died. Upon a world down-trampled, blood-defiled, Fearing that men should praise us less, we smiled. We knew the […]
An Old Woman Cooking Eggs - by
That’s me in the painting.
/ My face smooth and brow clear,
/ for I do not worry over
/ what I cannot see.
To Margaret on a Monday - by
I saw you from my window, Margaret.
/ I was watching the seagulls swooping the sky.
/ The seagulls, I was telling myself, know
/ today…
In Memoriam 1971 - by
Certain women. And some young boys.
/ Women with some uncertainties
/ but something they knew about
/ that made them need to say something.
/ Two of…
Spartaca - by
we stand together, each one a Spartaca / no longer silent or alone: each voice stronger, / massing, alive, a…
Buddy, Can You Spare a Rhyme? - by
Buddy can you spare a rhyme, the time, / a line for Paisley?…
Wild Women of a Certain Age - by
My sisters, the time has come
/ to let your hair grow long and wild and grey,
/ to cast away the heated rollers…
Women Friends - by
wise women
welcome as sunshine
spreading delight
Aquafit - by
November Friday mornings when the weather’s
/ foul Glaswegian, see me out my bed
/ by half past nine, racing the traffic to…
Every Woman - by
Who can gauge our range or pace? Every woman, / a signal tower, an illusion, a ship bearing dead ahead.