What comforts her is others loving
her equally for the strength and for the weakness
from which it issues, lightning from a cloud.
Lightning stuns. In rain, the clouds disperse.
Only water of connection remains,
flowing through us. Strong is what we make
each other. Until we are all strong together,
a strong woman is a woman strongly afraid.
This is my page spread reflection on the sixth stanza of Marge Piercy's poem, For Strong Women.
This is my page spread reflection on the sixth stanza of Marge Piercy's poem, For Strong Women.
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