Woman poet, take joy
Because happy is the last thing
Man-culture wants you to be,
Take joy, make joy, call yourself
The new feminist revolutionary.
Woman of the word, take authority
As it will not be given to you in gold –
leaf banquets or cabinet appointments,
take it like a thief in broad daylight,
but never run, never hide.
Woman writing as if your life depended
Upon the language of your dreams
Spoken aloud, take heart, your words
Keep us all alive, give them like the tree
Gives us air to breathe, freely.