If I were but invisible…
Would you see me?
Take notice of a turned page,
The flicker of a candle’s flame?
If my hand existed only as silhouette,
Would you indulge in my fancy
Of more profitable script?
I think we should be as ghosts–
My sisters and I–
Wandering about in poetry and prose
And upon our leaving this constrictive plane,
Would you see us off,
Clear the path along the bramble…
Dismiss us not and wish us well?
Would you be our brother, truly?
We can be as superlative as any man…
Your sisters,
Charlotte, Emily, Anne.
-C. Green
(The Bronte sisters… What would it feel like to live in such a rich world of internal language and not have the immediate means to share such talents, to be denied the opportunity to flourish… to have skill be rendered meaningless for not being born man?)
You were invisible for quite a while but I still saw you 🙂 however I do realize that the content of this post is serious.
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Thanks! 😊 Being seen, being able to share, is a gift I appreciate wholeheartedly. I’ve been lucky to have never felt stifled in my pursuit of writing and to be able to make blogging friends from around the world like you!
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