Ancestor Maps & Muses
From an Artistic Ancestor, May Sarton “I wrote poems to and about them [the muses]; I put them into novels … I lived with their faces … I studied them as if they were maps of the world — and in a way, I suppose they were.” — May Sarton, American poet, novelist and memoirist “Portrait of May Sarton” by Polly Thayer, 1936, courtesy of Fogg Art Museum Whether they serve as muses or maps of the world,...
“Releasing the Sadness” by Midge Guerrera
“Releasing the Sadness” by Midge Guerrera One of my nonna’s mulberry trees was a perfect climbing tree. I’d creep higher and higher into its branches surveying the world as I knew it and dream of other worlds far away. Lots of little girls imagine themselves princesses – twirling, whirling, prancing at the ball and bedazzling a prince or three. Well, I tried to visualize that, but after tripping over a hoe, stepping in...
“Granddaughter of Stonewall” by Ona Marae
“Granddaughter of Stonewall” by Ona Marae Why do I write? I write because of them. I write because of solemn women, in sensible shoes and fedoras, wearing three articles of women’s clothing. I write because of laughing women, who lean across campfire pits, braving growing flames to hand hot dogs to lovers and friends. I write for herstory documented for lives recorded for stories told and retold. I write because now I am...
“Mantle” and Letter by Andrea Mozarowski, Legacy Fellow
“Mantle” by Andrea Mozarowski Father 1 I never breathed your breath of love I never learned breath your exhalations stung with fear, darkness, confined fathers lost forever within prison walls your breath hung with spirit oil paint and gasoline I never breathed your breath of love nuzzling me close for creature warmth – a way to find my way home – drunk, staggering with your love for me – I can only dream that the darkness...
Homage to Literary Ancestor: Toni Morrison
“Tell us what the world has been to you in the dark places and in the light. Don’t tell us what to believe, what to fear. Show us belief’s wide skirt and the stitch that unravels fear’s caul.” – Toni Morrison, American novelist, essayist, and teacher Dear Creative Woman, Our town was a tiny landlocked one in Louisiana. Devoid of bookstores and gathering writers. As kids – black,...
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