<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=486625" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>CARAVAN OF THE WATER-BEARERS by Marjorie Evasco</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We will not forget the evil eye<br>of the storm they raised, <br>gutting the grounds we defended.<br>We have been trained<br>to look away too often<br>when man’s flesh, muscle, bone, <br>knifed woman, to protect<br>the child’s eye from the dust<br>of the lord’s sin against<br>our kind, pretending<br>our tears are daughters of the wind<br>blowing across no-woman’s- land.<br>We have had to seek the center<br>of the storm in the land we claim<br>is ours, too. Faces keening towards<br>the full force of winds<br>once blinding us, we see<br>the blur of broken earth, <br>blasted wastes, damned seas.<br>Our vision clears in our weeping<br>We have joined the trek<br>of desert women, humped over<br>from carrying our own oases<br>in the claypots of our lives, <br>gathering broken shards we find<br>in memory of those who went<br>ahead of us, alone.<br>When we seize the watersource<br>our ranks will complete the circle<br>we used to mark around our tents, <br>making homes, villages, temples, <br>schools, our healing places.<br>And we will bear witness for<br>our daughters and sons, <br>telling them true stories<br>of the caravan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=486625" data-title="CARAVAN OF THE WATER-BEARERS by Marjorie Evasco de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="We will not forget the evil eye of the storm they raised, gutting the grounds we defended. We have been trained to look away too often when man’s flesh, muscle, bone, knifed woman, to protect the child’s eye from the dust of the lord’s sin..."></div> </div> </div>

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