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Waking Up a Woman

by Wardley Barry
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the morning crawls up

the mountain

as trees claw into her

from beneath

a grebe awakens

to her groans

and sings above her

a meremia sighs

and stretches its


in a village hut

a woman

mother of two

peels potatoes for breakfast

and smiles

she loves these little things

in them she discovers

her worth

for last night

she was “just a woman”

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