Susanne....I realize that this will seem like a very unusual piece of writing....Yes....It certainly was a strange sight....A woman standing in the way of traffic....showing her teeth and snarling in anger....Not sure if she was having a bad day....Not sure why anyone would stand there ground and block traffic....especially around noon time when everyone is busily running around to & fro....
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to