Weekly Poem: A Woman Speaks

a sunny summer evening of a hill with some houses and the ocean in the background, the words "WEEKLY POEM" are in the centre of the image in all caps

By Audre Lorde

Moon marked and touched by sun   
my magic is unwritten
but when the sea turns back
it will leave my shape behind.   
I seek no favor
untouched by blood
unrelenting as the curse of love   
permanent as my errors
or my pride
I do not mix
love with pity
nor hate with scorn
and if you would know me
look into the entrails of Uranus   
where the restless oceans pound.

I do not dwell
within my birth nor my divinities   
who am ageless and half-grown   
and still seeking
my sisters
witches in Dahomey
wear me inside their coiled cloths   
as our mother did

I have been woman
for a long time
beware my smile
I am treacherous with old magic   
and the noon’s new fury
with all your wide futures   
I am
and not white.

Three speech bubbles in different colours (red, black and blue) surround a larger speech bubble which has a blue to red colour gradient, underneath the speech bubbles it says 'Amplifying Voices'

I chose this poem because it transports a powerful message about the lives of black women whose voices have often been neglected. Audre Lorde invites the reader to discover the realities of black women without accusing specific people for the condition of the black diaspora. I think it is important to diversify our reading experience and this is what I am exactly doing during this period when I have more time than usual to think about the authors and the texts that I want to get to know. Audre Lorde was a highly inspirational character and writer and you should check out her other writings and poems too!