Susan Scutti
Is it catastrophe or good fortune
fate or coincidence
that the barren branch
casts its mute shadow
on those who believe
as well as those who forfeit
faith?
The women collect to speak of
Thought Leaders
femininity betrayed
within misshapen black suits
Grotesque masks of
Spring,
Appetites
and seasons.
The longing with no beginning
and no end.
“The longing with no beginning and no end.”…these words resonated with me so strongly.