June 5, 2015 admin No comments exist


She knows people, accepts them as God.
Accepts their goodness and evil.
Accepts their sweetness and stench.

And most of all, she knows men.
Knows their thoughts before them.
Knows them better than their mothers.

Better than strings of mothers
threaded in generations.
She knows men. And they avoid her.

Fly from her and themselves as if
self-knowledge were a disease.
Not seeing that she is their release.

#### Poet’s Notes ####

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Soul Draft 6/1/2015
Soul Draft 6/1/2015


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