What a language it is, the laughter of women,
high-flying and subversive.
Long before law and scripture
we heard the laughter, we understood freedom.
The last stanza of Lisel Mueller’s Poem: “The Laughter of Women”
locked in rage: put down?
imagine trust: laugh at strength:
fly through faith, trust, love!

Apr 20, 2015 @ 10:03:51
Lovely empowering words, Jeanne.
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