And When Raven Shortcuts by Carrie Nassif
“And When Raven Shortcuts” by Carrie Nassif and when raven shortcuts to the living scarp of red boulders air spare and still overhead her nearly silent flight tsip tsip tsip is my heart beat beating staccato sweeps of her wings cleanse mind-sky like sage this labyrinth is a barnacled tortoise bare feet crunch into its pea-gravel shell toe-heel toe-heel repeat lavender-shaded driftwood like a cool like...
Fields of Hveen by Barbara Sabol
“Fields of Hveen” by Barbara Sabol Denmark should not forget the noble woman who in spirit more than blood was my sister, Sophia, that shining star in our Danish sky. ― Tycho Brahe Now that the long days of summer are spent, when only Venus and a blush of moon could buff the abiding brightness, I am, against all protestation, drawn to...
The Journey by Florence Gharibian
“The Journey” by Florence Gharibian It started with a broken table, It started with a missing song, It started in a midnight’s musing, Thoughts that came before the dawn. It started with a shattered flower, resting in the darkened soil. Petals moving oh so slowly, vanishing beyond the hill. ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Florence Gharibian’s Artist...
Burst Forth and Bloom
Our room is the WAVES. A Room of Her Own’s long vision is to amass a multimedia mother archive of the collective memory and storied history of women artists and writers. Weaving the diverse voices of our radiant Waves Anthology together with newly-submitted creative work, responses to The Q, Global Camps, and more, each WAVES edition is a glittering droplet in this expansive project for the ages. WAVES is not only our...
Thunderstorms Quench My Thirst by Melanie Kirby
“Thunderstorms Quench My Thirst” Seed Vessel by Melanie Kirby This particular piece of my work is about protecting seeds. It is a seed saving vessel that, with sunlight and water, will burst forth with new life. It is a clay womb that is incubating and preserving seed stories that can be shared and passed onto the next generation. As a creative woman, I define my creative identity in the following way:...
This month’s edition of WAVES is dedicated to our creative sisters whose spirits burn for their art while they are in the fight of their lives.
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How is artistic expansion the antidote to our worldly challenges?
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Creative sisters, shoulder to shoulder, shore to shore.
This time, there is no setting our art aside. This time, there is no setting our art asunder. This is our time.
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