Bits of Yarn, Calico and Velvet Scraps                                                            Page 16

SKIRTING THE PRECIPICE OF LOVE

As structures came tumbling down, feminist

consciousness was rising within me. Or was it the

other way round? It was a tumultuous time. I was

in two or more worlds at once, speaking several

different languages. My million characters were all

on stage at once! Clamouring! Freedom was here

and loss was with her. Uncertainty danced with

infallibility. Walls came tumbling down and life was

breaking out everywhere. Chaos reigned. Mixing

and mingling with the throng was my dark, hooded

contemplation. The energy of creation swirled with

disintegration. The lantern was broken, the light

was gone. Life and death were twinned. I wailed

with grief.