A New Thing
Last year I shared a short essay titled "God’s Mother Tongue". It was a soliloquy about poetry as play. I was exploring my identity as a writer in general, and a poet in particular. I had not yet had the revelation of myself as a poet. I
Shawndra Lucas
Spiraling up
If you’re reading this it’s because you’re a paid subscriber getting the inside scoop on my book writing journey. I appreciate you! Much of what I’m about to share has been made possible because of your support.
A few months ago I announced that I was
Humility is reality
Humility is living in reality. Pride is delusion, and leads to unrest in our souls.
You can’t push a rope
Embracing tension and learning to trust the process.
God’s mother tongue
God speaks metaphor. And if we are going to understand him, his story, and our own, we must be fluent his language.
Writing about what I’m writing about (…it’s a book!)
I won’t bury the lede. I’m writing my first book! And the second lede—if you’re a paid subscriber you’ll have access to everything as I write it. Now, hang with me for three minutes and I’ll give you the rest of the story.
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What is a woman made of?
Today is International Women’s Day. A day that is historically linked to the women’s rights movement. That’s complicated for me for reasons I won’t bog down this post with.
I’ll just focus on what’s simple.
Women have possessed an incalculable, intrinsic worth since the
The Sparkling Star in Your Hand
On memory and legacy.
Talking To Myself in Public
My Family History is Now a Brand at Target
The enslaved women of Gee’s Bend pieced together scraps of fabric to make quilts in abstract patterns. The patterns and piecing styles were passed down over generations, surviving slavery, reconstruction, and Jim Crow. Now they’re in Target stores.