Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Re: Justice Sonia was immediately endorsed by N.O.W.
so, I think they may know something about her stance on Choice.
I do know that a lot of ambitious and poor Catholic Women
have always had to make their own tough choices.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Slicing the baloney more thinly:
Pelosi must be Celibate if she's never needed an abortion.

Nancy has always looked to me like a vacuous, doe-eyed, Bushie Democrat, devoted to accomodating 'the Man'-type of capitalistic politics.
Just watch her face behind and next to the Executive Presense at State of the Union addresses, or any Prezidental speech to Congress. She looks, and acts, and talks like she's thoroughly COWED, afraid of being back-handed by the VEEP, or of starting a brawl, or of being called names.

Between you and me, and the bedpost, I think she's been paid, or threatened to suspend good judgement. Has she sold her Conscience to get to, and stay where she is?

My ONLY hope for her is that being from California, she MIGHT YET start pounding and throwing her Gavel, before she allows anyone to continue blindfolding Justice.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

IlanaDurga'sSong, c.2009
deleted by pub. as too immature
substitution amendments:

'70s Love Songs for IllAnaDurga/BragArt
in retrobution for being such a
YewNorking psyche-sucker!

EUPHORIA
by Kris Williams(KaliMorganaSage), circa.November1976

I have been lost in the Mists of the Moon
And rattled by the cries of Cicadae.
The love of the Sun has warmed my bones
And the Prairie Winds have billowed my Mind.
I have been witness to the life cycle of a Dandelion
And wallowed in a tempest of Autumn leaves.
I’ve smell the Dust of Ages, and of Mushrooms,
Felt the pleasure of a Snowflake’s kiss,
Crackled in the Light of a brittle Winter Dawn.
I have shared in the Bounty of the Love of my Sisters,
and through these I know You.
You have plucked at the soul-strings
attached to my Nature, Mother.

Gray’s Blues, circa. Nov.1976
Atmosphere evaporates in Your absence
And I am left to breathe a vacuum.
Gravity, Come home!

Mother’s Reminiscence, Aug 1977
Naked and storm-drenched
Plastered to the steaming blacktop
In the wake of summer thunder,
My Children wallow in their Youth
And gather insights by facemasking mud puddles.











Friday, May 08, 2009


















Axe-maker to the Queen

Kady Van Duers, 1928-2003

Matron Saint of my First Saturn Cycle

Mother's Day Proclamation

Arise, then, women of this day! Arise, all women who have hearts,
Whether our baptism be of water or of tears!

Say firmly: "We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant agencies,
Our husbands will not come to us, reeking with carnage, for caresses and applause.
Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn
All that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.
We, the women of one country, will be too tender of those of another country
To allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs."

From the bosom of the devastated Earth a voice goes up with our own.
It says: "Disarm! Disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance of justice."
Blood does not wipe out dishonor, nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war,

Let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
Whereby the great human family can live in peace,
Each bearing after his own time the sacred impress, not of Caesar,
But of God.

In the name of womanhood and humanity, I earnestly ask
That a general congress of women without limit of nationality
May be appointed and held at someplace deemed most convenient
And at the earliest period consistent with its objects,
To promote the alliance of the different nationalities,
The amicable settlement of international questions,
The great and general interests of peace.

Written by Julia Ward Howe in 1870