freed pubescent girl
finally crawls out of time
into middle age
—Terri Guillemets
freed pubescent girl
finally crawls out of time
into middle age
—Terri Guillemets
The glow of the moon is poetry
The blossoming of flowers is poetry
The blossoming of woman is poetry
The glow of woman is poetry —
and even more so, because
the light comes from within.
—Terri Guillemets
Women blossom and re-blossom throughout their lives, thus in age making a beautifully garden’d reminiscence of many kinds of flowers.
—Terri Guillemets
How many have made ourselves ugly from the burden of being beautiful? Made ourselves dumb because of the shame of being smart?
—Terri Guillemets