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Houston Breakthrough 1977-09
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Houston Breakthrough 1977-09 - Pages 13 and 14. September 1977. Special Collections, University of Houston Libraries. University of Houston Digital Library. Web. October 2, 2014. http://digital.lib.uh.edu/collection/feminist/item/3036/show/3024.

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(September 1977). Houston Breakthrough 1977-09 - Pages 13 and 14. Houston and Texas Feminist and Lesbian Newsletters. Special Collections, University of Houston Libraries. Retrieved from http://digital.lib.uh.edu/collection/feminist/item/3036/show/3024

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Title Houston Breakthrough 1977-09
Publisher Breakthrough Publishing Co.
Date September 1977
Description Vol. 2 No. 8
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  • Women--Texas--Periodicals
  • Feminism--United States--Periodicals
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  • Houston, Texas
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  • periodicals
Language English
Physical Description 25 page periodical
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Title Pages 13 and 14
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  • Feminism--United States--Periodicals
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Transcript Persephone peaceful and somewhat mellow she sought out a goddess's fertility her metamorphosis began auspiciously with an underworld abortion, shrill was the undulating sunset, tearful the paralysis of will, panicked the inquisition leveled her schizophrenic, were-the chapters of her history "evil"said the townsmen who were catholic "sterile"said the doctors who were witches unevenly the camera turning silent frames too fast, overexposed her assault on destiny, buried was the goddess by her story "the earth " she said "contains the spirits of my ancestors" CRACK THE SOIL PERSEPHONE —Susan Bright Copyright 1977 by Susan Bright from "Travois," an anthology of Texas poetry susan bmqkr clothing on a certain shadowed day she imagined she was free below the tower fish wove in and out of stones old stones old bones old fish of another other lover julia wove a long slow shallow robe of mourning sun shone through her stained glass windows lighting up the saints old fish among the throng a song was sung and flung across the sanguine tongues of torn cats scraping brazen coats and dancing around each other's shanks in a melody of moonlight melancholy hazy underneath the yellow daze of noonday hot beneath the beat of water down between her thighs an old player spun a satin epic of her shame as ages wore it julia wound her shining mantle into clothing for a planet on a certain shadowed day she imagined she was free below the tower fish wove in and out of stones old stones a spinning harbor —Susan Bright Copyright 1977 by Susan Bright from "Julia" unaccompanied I AM NOT AN AMUSEMENT PARK SHE: cried spinning a stark stream of life into plate glass for her mate to fly at poet! bore into the bright cacophony: phenomena, distant, unlike the tender fog, white corridors, naked echoes we have been, our own judges judges ourselves inadequate for having failed to catch a ray of light even so we are not lost have tried to simply say goodby: and don't know what we keep believing in, all things have place, but us: Bach wrote a quartet for violin alone, thus: i am my own company, but. sad. a conductor (caught) baton raised to a field of broken zinnia: —Susan Bright Copyright 1977 by Susan Bright from "Julia" to d. decision t(each movement deliberate as in grief this pain numbs the hands. . . the wrists. . whatever else we were we were always fools it showed in our eyes we gave ourselves away at the first glance to say I'd stake my reputation on it is to say what kind of reputation I have sometimes I wish I were a virgin again, so I'd have something to lose on this beach the civilized die first, the naked lose their skins to grow new scaley ones bereft between god and man there are still such things as morals, the jaded live among the web-footed intelligence in the rocks, while I choose the open horizon the human will and and above us all, a fantasy of bodies merging, the elements still hold the field -J. Whitebird Copyright 1977 by J. Whitebird j.whiTEb#Rd recipe morning the sun sifts through these curtains a white stream of flour I stand at the window the light settling on me this pose always reminds me of you who binds my life like the rich, sulfur yellow yolks I take my sweetness from the deep brown of memories milk the air for words take hope to raise my heart in the window I turn honey gold with the morning light I am my own daily bread -J. Whitebird Copyright 1977 by J. Whitebird from "Eat Your Nachos" love not being romance, or even the romance of martyrdom, it was Nancy who said "we need a new mythology, one that doesn't romanticize pain" after telling me she wanted to follow Dove to New Mexico and shoot him in the leg for leaving her with a note on the kitchen table that said he was going down to the store for milk and not being eros, at midnight thirty Bukowski calls me to say sorry he hasn 't written but he was presently being inundated by one Cupcakes 0'Brian and I said "Hank, I think I understand really. . ." and not being what my father died of, a drunk leaving a sick wife, two kids with polio and a later-to-be-poet neurotic with no money and no insurance not being any of these thing? - (let me say this: I did not know what gentleness meant before you came) rather something that imparts strength not seasonal but constant and above all something that does not demand change but seeks and works this wonder through its own subtlety love being these things and your face then let them come to strike upon the door and cry out the question, I will not deny you though the cock strike dawn and they ask three times I will answer with the truth of your face and it will be said I am an honest woman -J. Whitebird Copyright 1977 by J. Whitebird PAGE 2A SEPTEMBER 1977 HOUSTON BREAKTHROUGH HOUSTON BREAKTHROUGH SEPTEMBER 1977 PAGE 3A