Saturday, May 24, 2014


Women, you have no idea
of your beauty—only glimpses—
every mirror shows you
the domineering body of a man.

How can you know
how beautiful you are?
How can you be
as beautiful as you are?

How can you be you?
Oh beautiful glorious
indestructible Woman—
turn off his music.

Look in your own inner mirror
where beauty never ceases
and you are that beautiful Woman
in her infinite forms

of soaring flesh and spirit,
superior and subtle,
refined and strong,
brilliant and forever blessed!

Consciousness: New & Selected Poems

Painting by Elisabeth Slettnes

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