Woman’s Voice Singing Songs From the Savage Lands
…[they] heard a woman’s voice singing, as if to her babies, a song so high and clear, it matched the flutes…She brought her songs back from the savage lands. Maxine Hong Kingston, The Woman Warrior: Memoirs of a Girlhood Among Ghosts It’s always important to tell the truth because if you don’t, there are all kinds of terrible social and psychological consequences. There are implosions...
The Fireside Secrets by Ailsa Cawley
“The fireside secrets,” by Ailsa Cawley You sat with me as a child saying that there were secrets Held in the fire’s flames Look for the answers there you’d urge The secret will reveal itself if you watch I watched and was watchful as I grew almost forgot The urgency of your message And something drew me back to the flames One night long after you passed I smelled perfume I smelled your scent as I...
Drenched in Emotions by Suchismita Das
“Drenched in Emotions,” by Suchismita Das Suchismita Das’ Creative Identity Statement: I’m a strong, independent, creative woman. I work so hard for everything in my life. My society doesn’t accept or support a full-time artist. Even my family thinks painting is better as a hobby. As a result, I am a Mechanical Engineer. But by the night I become the artist, the painter I always wanted to...
Sisters Dancing by Marie Jamieson
“Sisters Dancing,” by Marie Jamieson Marie Jamieson’s Artist’s Statement: Once, I called myself a writer, with gaze averted so as not to see doubt mirrored in the eyes of the receiver and with ears shut to hearing a derisive snicker. Once, I dreamed of being a sculptor, creating a statue for a piazza in Italy, and of being a great painter with artwork hung on a great wall, featured! These are...
Breathing Fee by Tanya Ko Hong
“Breathing Fee” by Tanya Ko Hong Talk about the wood stacked high in the living room and what it costs to breathe in my home— raw wood, oak so long and thick— like a dead elephant stretched wall to wall. He said to acclimate takes time and more money—heartwood slow to open, to breathe— one week became a month and more. I couldn’t breathe just looking at the pile of planks— unusable, forlorn— it had to...
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