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the flickering afterimages of a nightmare rain. a woman wrings her hands. beneath the weight of agonies remembered. I wade through summer ghosts. betrayed by vision. hers and my own. becoming dragonfish to survive. the horrors we are living. with tortured lungs.
By Audre Lorde. There are so many roots to the tree of anger. that sometimes the branches shatter. before they bear. Sitting in Nedicks. the women rally before they march. discussing the problematic girls. they hire to make them free. An almost white counterman passes.
By Audre Lorde. I have studied the tight curls on the back of your neck. moving away from me. beyond anger or failure. your face in the evening schools of longing. through mornings of wish and ripen. we were always saying goodbye. in the blood in the bone over coffee. before dashing for elevators going.
14 de feb. de 2022 · Audre Lorde never felt like she fit into a box — and any category she did identify with reflected just one sliver of who she was. “I am not one piece of myself,” she said in a 1979 interview .
13 de jun. de 2021 · The Johns Hopkins University Press. The Trollop Maiden. By: Audre Lorde. Sinister Wisdom, Volume 1, Issue 3, April 1977. Sinister Wisdom. The Women of Dan Dance with Their Swords in Their Hands To Mark the Time When They Were Warriors. By: Audre Lorde. Freedomways, Volume 15, Issue 2, January 1975.
A self-described “black, lesbian, mother, warrior, poet,” Audre Lorde dedicated both her life and her creative talent to confronting and addressing injustices of racism, sexism, classism, and homophobia. Lorde was born in New York City to West Indian immigrant parents. She attended Catholic schools before...
Audre Lorde, born Audrey Geraldine Lorde (New York, February 18, 1934 - Saint Croix, November 17, 1992), was an African-American poet and writer. Her poems were published in numerous American and international periodicals and journals. Her first collection of poems was published in 1968, The First Cities which was also the first of her eleven collections of poems. That same year she left her ...
