“i am walking rapidly through striations of light
and dark thrown under an arcade

i am a women in the prime of life, with certain powers and those powers severely limited by authorities whose faces I rarely see

i am a women with a certain mission which I obeyed to the letter will leave her intact

a women with the nerves of a panther

a women with contacts among Hell’s Angel’s

a women feeling the fullness of her power’s at the precise moment when she must not use them

a women sworn to lucidity who sees through the mayhem, the smoky fires of these underground streets

her dead poet learning to walk backword against the wind on the wrong side of the mirror”





adrienne rich














(foto:lilya corneli - "black and white series")