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Click hereHosanna in the highest!
it is the eastern gate,
and she, our Artemis,
dances
feral and abandoned,
her kingdom
sprawling
on soft beds
of underarm hair
Hear my psalm, harvest moon,
and baptize my tongue
in prophetic soils
and with my tears, let us paint
our words, with muddy
warpaint
and righteousness
Behold, I become
a savage altar;
a funeral pyre
where smolders
all the hateful lies
that bearded women are ugly.
Purify me under fire
and cleanse me of the million
coppered faces;
of old, dead white men
who have glared at me,
from the bottoms
of mall fountains, boasting of
wealth that would always
be out of my reach.
Let us melt them!
cast their stolen splendor
into a gleaming crown
that I shall wear when I am—
slut
whore
prude
skank
dyke
jezebel
cunt
bitch
—whatever I choose to be.
besides bitch ,cunt , skank ,whore a feminist can also be President , Pilot ,Journalist , Entrepreneur etc. though these labels do not connote powerful sexuality ,i guess the feminist need'nt exist to skillfully tweak/titillate the reader's imagination
i love the power of this one, the connection between artemis and the bearded warrior women leading into a contemplation of the bearded coins "boasting of/ wealth that would always/ be out of my reach" wow!
I must be clueless
because I like the ending
Please lord, do not be unkind to me!