are cheerleaders the new greek chorus? and why are women
so often relegated there. woms can affirm and support but what about
some goddesses with pompom flower power renouncing patriarchy:
each in her own words, the particular incantations and rhymes of
personal experience whittling her brilliance to catalytic chants
in dialects of polyrhythm like breathing not like war marches
once in the ear and heart now blossoming. because of her we're never the same
don't make the teachers be women droning at the front of the class, lucy
i am glad we know a different way that doesn't harm to move us along:
that's an ancient art, worth remembering, carried on
intergenerational matrilineal phoneless cords
via the walkie talkies of our core knowing,
outfurling spring blossoms that trill and blossom
in our own mouths and minds. we are always being
birthed and breathed by she we all gaia yes
