By Lucy Joyelle Inanna
I want to smash 1000 plates
hard
against the walls in a room
& scream in anger & pain
Wail loud, dripping in tears
at all that has felt harmful
to me & my children over the years
The harshness, the judgment, the hate
the closed hearts
the insensitivity & lack of feeling
the cold, intellectualising debate
The normalising of violence
& horror
the lack of respect for women
& children
& caring & gentleness
& nurturing & protection
& Nature
of all of Nature & the natural
of trusting & patience & kindness
& honouring the flow of milk
the monthly blood
the swell of the womb
new life inside
the crone’s knowing
so wise
Of the beautiful juice
& nectar of life
the light in the gathering gloom
the delicate unfolding
of the petals in the warm sun
unfurling so slowly
one by one
in their own sweet, sacred timing