Spirit of Liberated Woman
by Jehanah Wedgwood

Sometimes I will sell it
And will not be called prostitute or wife
Sometimes I will give it away
And will not be called a slut
Sometimes I will reward virtue thus
And will not be called a groupie
Sometimes I will not share it with anyone
And will not be called frigid or a spinster
Sometimes I will try to say no nicely
And will not be called a cockteaser
Sometimes I will celebrate god in my body
And will not be driven out of the temple
By jesus
With the moneylenders and conmen
Sometimes I will be Mary Vestal Virgin
And will make sex in the air with passersby
And will not be shown my place
Sometimes I will bake holy bread
And if you liked my biscuits I know you'll love my buns
As long as you pay for the flour
Except when you are a guest
Sometimes I will love my sister as a mirror
And will not be called bulldyke
Somtimes I will explore the body consciousness of my teachers
And will not be called promiscuous
Sometimes I will reflect the moon as well as the sun
And will not be called defiled
Sometimes I will match my X against his Y
And will not be considered the lesser
Sometimes I will love my mother as myself
And will not be called a motherfucker
Sometimes I will produce not a baby but a magickal childe
And will not be called unnatural
Sometimes I will trust my own strength
And will not be threateningly likened to a man
Sometimes I will shine my Light
And will not be dimmed by your anger, fear, and pain
Sometimes I will walk barefoot until my feet explode in orgasm
And will not be noticed as out of the ordinary
Sometimes I will touch a being and see only myself
And will not be pressured to explain
Sometimes I will trust god, myself and the universe
And will not check to see which sex I am
Sometimes I will improve communications with a business partner
And will not give up my patrimony for matrimony
Sometimes I will be raped and forced to submit
And will not be found to be the aggressor
Sometimes I will be enslaved, beaten, and oppressed
And will not give up my crown to the slaveholders
Sometimes I will make a virgin birth
And my child will not be called bastard


Jehanah has lived in the Haight(San Francisco) for 15 years, mothering her family plus the world's orphans and runaways, acting out precedential poetics in coffee houses and alternative schools and generally pushing New Age culture. Co-director of Universing Center (yogic info), acting president of Ecotopia, health food gourmet, caterer, scholar, visionary evolutionist, she loves Tai Chi, mountain hikes, skiing, and trampoline dancing.