Looking out the kitchen window
The trees leafless still
Fallen leaves racing, skipping across the tan grass
Running from winter’s final wind
I sip my coffee…
The chickens are bouncing around their yard
Like the game of tag has just started
One or two extra plump tells about their
Pecking order … their bodies shout Me first.
Still anticipating the first eggs of the season, mmmmm
Tonight the smallest grandson sleeps by me
The big dog guards the door making her move
every time I get up to wet she gives me a dirty look and silent sighs
Two cats drape themselves across my legs uncovering my feet
Still awake O begin my prayers.
Grateful Peaceful restless calm spinning calm ready calm [\’
Panic and run! Panic and run!
Blood moon soon and lunar eclipse no wonder the cosmos
Is cracked and two thoughts don’t have a period
I took a doctoral class heavy on theology. The first paragraph of the book we studied was one sentence
Out of 7 students I was the only female.
When we touched some theory or statement of the author
The professor or one of my classmates would turn to me and say how do feminist Thealogians look at this
Classes were 4 hours in the morning and 3 in the afternoon
And rightly so it often was. But i only claimed to answer for myself.
The second day I stopped trying to answer for “all feminists” and said I can only answer from my own perspective. There isn’t a single response to every issue. I said how would boys respond.
That question stopped. To be honest i came to think they
Really wanted to know if my view was innately different
Going back to sleep and hoping for a fun dream
God abides
And I thank God
Bobbie glitz McGarey
March 13, 25. Easton Pa
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