Some sisters escape -
escape what blinds,
obscures the view,
escape the pain.
Sisters open their
shutters, see light,
focus their eyes
and expose life.
Barbara Butler McCoy
[This poem was also submitted as
a response to Challenge No. 11 from
The Four and suggested by Kirsten Crilly:
"Then swing your window open, the one
with fresh air and good eastern light
and watch for wings, edges, new
beginnings." Monique Duvall]
[Photo: Window above doorway,
Candler Building; Atlanta, GA;
March 2009]
