This grip of patience, after the scythe / cuts in. Most have dropped – relieved – / into gathering arms – brusque, adequate, / but this foolish remnant holds their roots.

When I first found out about Cerian’s deformity and made the choice to carry her to term, it felt like the destruction of my plans and hopes.

“Men try to dissuade me from everything Love bids me do. They don’t understand it, and I can’t explain it to them. I must live out what I am.” Meet Hadewijch and the Beguines.