American Beauty (Carolyn Kizer Poem)
For Ann London As you described your mastectomy in calm detail and bared your chest so I might see the ...
For Ann London As you described your mastectomy in calm detail and bared your chest so I might see the ...
It??Ts two muddy miles from Highway 20, just past the north fork of Cache Creek, across the broad meadow, through ...
An unwrapped icon, too potent to touch, she freed my breasts from the camp Empire dress. Now one of them's ...
for Audre Lorde and Sonny Wainwright Twice in my quickly disappearing forties someone called while someone I loved and I ...
I was born in 1902 I never once went back to my birthplace I don't like to turn back at ...
ACT I. SC. I Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following. T. WHAT is it, Gwen, my girl? why do you ...
Metastasized, transformed for terror not a single body like the head of a snake The head cut off but the ...
My sin, my history bottled up within me a cancer growing eating at my soul A weight inside I carried ...
Misuse happens our resources, our vision focused on the wrong our temporal, urgent society-driven desires instant gratification excess, and hangover ...
The statement within her witness so familiar, so real repeatedly giving, turning over her life to God, the creator, sustainer, ...
More beautiful, even with cancer even with this struggle, this trial life more beautiful with the presence of God His ...
Her story ended as it began, with hope, but with certainly while living with cancer, an affirmation, a belief, praise ...
In the midst of this storm choosing joy, every day knowing what there is now the trials he is facing; ...
The presence of God covering me, wrapping me the spirit of peach trusting in God's grace giving ourselves over to ...
More than another straw added one by one to the camel's back The word, the diagnosis, Cancer, more, much more ...
Impossible questions, real-life questions rang through the church this week, hard painful impossible questions of loss of death in sudden ...
Cancer Free what a wonderful way to lift fears, raise a voice of prayer of thanks for healing, answer to ...
Pain spoke an audible gasp in the congregation at the sudden news of your recent passing a body giving in ...
Too Young Too soon To lose a child To mourn For the innocent. Cancer, ugly stain Claims another Life Another ...
When Mother died I thought: now I'll have a death poem. That was unforgivable. Yet I've since forgiven myself as ...
I Everyone has their own peculiar price, not quantifiable in currency. When my hypodermic grazed your vein, you confessed yours. ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
I How should I seek to make a song for thee When all my music is to moan thy name? ...
I How should I seek to make a song for thee When all my music is to moan thy name? ...
The last year's leaves are on the beech: The twigs are black; the cold is dry; To deeps byond the ...
She woke me up at dawn, her suitcase like a little brown dog at her heels. I sat up and ...
Absent upon Public Employment My head, my heart, mine eyes, my life, nay more, My joy, my magazine, of earthly ...
I am standing in the cemetery at Byrds, Texas. What did Judy say? "God-forsaken is beautiful, too." A very old ...
In slack times visit I the violent dead and pick their awful brains. Most seem to feel nothing is secret ...
I am the little man who smokes & smokes. I am the girl who does know better but. I am ...
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