Dandelions painted on open sills
for the wind that wishes through
Aloe stretching in its crock
juice enough for simple wounds
Dreamcatcher on the post
A web to collect a few
Sunshine color on the walls
Clouds framed in every view
In a Room of One’s Own
Everything is a truth
A simple place
A sacred space
to celebrate you
My name is Angie Waters. I am a writer/artist who uses the alias A. Shea. My work often reflects my own healing process as well as my fight to live well with chronic illness. You can find me on Facebook at www.facebook.com/a.sheawriter and Instagram @a.sheawriter
What can it mean, to have a room of one’s own?
What is the value of a space inviolate?
Priceless, one can say, such a sanctum
Where none may enter but by invitation
How like it is to a woman’s own body,
The same rule applied to both.
Bob Wertzler is retired from almost twenty years in the mental health field in California and Arizona. There are times the title, “Recovering Therapist”, seems to fit. In 2006 he retired to move to Western North Carolina to help and become primary care giver for his father who had developed Dementia. Before all that, there was work at various times as a soldier (US Army 1967-70), community organizer, cab driver, welfare case worker, wooden toy maker, carpenter, warehouse worker, and other things. He relates to a line in a Grateful Dead song, “What a long, strange trip its been.”
“Men think that women can’t write,” said one of the women, grinning widely.
“That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever heard,” chuckled another. “Men can’t put two words together, unless they have to do with sex or violence, and they don’t seem to know anything about sex”
“Or women in general.”
They all laughed at that.
“What they write about women, only shows how much they DON’T know.”
“From the beginning, men have never published women authors because if they did, everyone would know that they can’t write….”
“AND WE CAN,” they shouted, in unison.
“That…is a valid point.”
“That…” snickered a woman, “is why we started our own publishing house. Now, we not only have a ROOM OF OUR OWN, we have a HOUSE of our own.”
I’m an artist, a writer, a vegetarian, an animal rights activist, and quite a few other things as well. I love books, cats, philosophy, good conversation, Chicago and the arts. So my blog is full of bits and pieces but it’s the bits and pieces that make life interesting to me. You can read more of my writing at Rethinking Life
I’m certain I’m mad, again
as the daffodils defend
the injured wolf from
the tyranny of fish and scale.
I am a pacifist, you see,
or I’d intervene
but arguing with the sun
seems foolish in
twilight’s gossamer light.
War College is what I’d wanted,
a Ph.D. in laundry is what I was granted
which only proves me crazy
since estrogen is known to be
as stain resistant as steel
to science, logic, and facts.
Meant only to dust them,
never read them, books
are elusive mysteries, my fingers
ache to solve. My wiles fill
every page, yet, I submit
to ambiguity, erased
before I even began.
Collecting stones, like bees pollen
my pockets are festooned
with tomorrow’s life.
I am mad again, certainly,
at captivity and forced ignorance,
and can only hope that heaven
gives women like me
a room of their own
Tamara Fricke is the 2010 co-winner of the Gertrude Claytor Award of the Academy of American Poets and is previously published by The Lyon Review, Meat for Tea, Attack Bear Press Poetry Vending Machine, Whisper and the Roar, We Will Not Be Silenced, and has been included in a number of compilations. Her poetry chapbook Our Requiem was released in 2014. She lives in Springfield, MA, with an ungrateful cat, where she writes grants professionally.
Throughout the month of August, Christine will be providing a daily writing prompt based on the title of a seminal feminist book. These are designed to inspire you to write a poem, prose piece, or a piece of flash fiction in 30 minutes or less.
The only rule is that you use the book title as your piece title OR integrate all the words in the title into your piece somehow.
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