She Will Not Be Quiet: A (mostly unedited) daily writing practice
I am so grateful for this tender poem, Julia. I love these lines especially:
"Maybe brutality would be replaced with nests
of tenderness big enough to hold every
bruised and breathing thing."
When figures in high places have hearts that are gardens of concrete, I cherish your summoning us to build, to shape, to prepare and inhabit, nests of tenderness. Thank you, comme toujours.
I am so grateful for this tender poem, Julia. I love these lines especially:
"Maybe brutality would be replaced with nests
of tenderness big enough to hold every
bruised and breathing thing."
When figures in high places have hearts that are gardens of concrete, I cherish your summoning us to build, to shape, to prepare and inhabit, nests of tenderness. Thank you, comme toujours.