Show Me Our Future, Sisters
I. Our Past Pours from Nine Cups
From our pasts
we gather our pooled
waters of
Sweat & tears
Into our communal fountain
we have poured
our labors for work & children
our joys & our sorrows
We dance & sing
jump & dive
into this gathering
of Life
II. Daughters of Discs Holds Out Our Hopes & Fears
& here we stand
solitary
in a circle of protection
Giving thanks
for another day of life
Gathering energy
within our vessel
Clasping a sacred pipe
Naked
unashamed of who we are
Always knowing
our village awaits
to welcome us home
III. The Strength of Eight Discs
memories, digital
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Our strength
is the many blankets we weave
Blankets to warm & protect
Blankets of the many
designs of our
individual beings
We shall share these
huddled together
laughing & storytelling
during the cold winters
to come
huddled together
singing & praying
spread out upon
verdant meadows
IV. A Two-Cupped Challenge
The challenge the challenge
of a siren singing to
our male part
a siren calming taming
our patriarchal world
The challenge
to sing & swim free
as our peaceful
dolphin sisters
The challenge of remembering
we all nourish one another
water to earth to sky
male to female
Under a crescent grandmother moon
we shall
meet our challenge
drinking from one another’s cup
V. Our Future Is Justice
& there & here
our future
We have gathered the forces
water & earth
female & male
human & animal & plant
Beneath the mighty
Tree of Life
Yggdrasil the Ceiba
Roots deep into our Mother
into our past
Growing upward
spreading our limbs
Previously published in Woman Scream (Dominican Republic: Editorial Rosado Fucsia, 2020).
Poetry ©2020 Lorraine Caputo
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