WAVES
Our WAVES monthly digital editions weave both established and new artistic voices and works that illuminate our interior lives. Our call is open and our invitation to submit and receive is free.
Bonded by the long history of women’s creative intention, A Room of Her Own’s vision is that WAVES will amass a multimedia mother installation of the collective memory of women artists and writers across time. Weaving the diverse voices of our radiant Anthology together with newly submitted creative work, individual responses to The Q, and ancestral touchstones, each WAVES edition adds a glistening droplet to this voluminous project.
Click here to view Waves: A Confluence of Women’s Voices, AROHO’s completed digital anthology.
Movement and Our Song-Map
This past Monday, I read new poetry by indigenous women, and they made my migratory...
From Cacophony, I Show Up
“But you exist somewhere. Something of you remains.” – Virginia Woolf,...
Something Rising Beneath Me
“And in me too the wave rises. It swells; it arches its back. I am aware once more...
Make Space for Ourselves
Serendipity is the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or...
A Part of You and You and You
We all draw different words from each other and are a part of each other. We are honored...
We Beat Our Breasts and Hum
“We must pull ourselves up out of the chairs. We must find our coats. We must...
Through Our Mothers
“We think back through our mothers if we are women.” Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own...
And in me too the wave rises
“And in me too the wave rises.”—Virginia Woolf, The Waves Excerpts from our...
