Art Bears Joan
Was I a witch?
In the dark days I heard voices
Was I a witch?
Emptied of fear
My shell, was a vessel of love
Light led me forward
Death was not questioned
I embraced him my breast with
Milk swelling.
Child of my life: the names turned my
Flesh into legend.
I have known ecstasy,
Killed and led armies
To Victory
– Was I a witch? In the darks
I heard voices.
