“A Homespun Love”by Alicia Partnoy
Because this humble and homespun love— just as you see it, simple, unadorned —is what keeps our feet on the ground, is what engenders the fruit of our nonconformity, and throws us a lifeboard amidst the shipwreck.
Every so often our love blazes like thousands of stars,
gets dressed up to go out and uncorksbottles of effervescence,
cases of laughter.
You see, every so often, when the moment is right,
our love recalls that it is, like we are, a survivor.
Find more on Alicia the poet in Quilted Conspiracy here and a keynote address here. Find the poet in Wikipedia here and find rose photo above here
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