Women of Stardust and Soil by Steph Patterson | One Poem Only

One Poem Only is a daily ritual: one poem, center stage, just for now.Women of Stardust and SoilSteph PattersonWe start as stardustand then soil, we become,Underneath our feetthe bones sing of so manywomen before us,Their whispers form tendrilswinding up to tip into your ear,Their stories will not be forgottenas the earth holds their proof of life,When their voices rosein anger and defianceWomen labeled as witches,spinsters, other, lesser than,The control men forced upon us,and continue to resurrect,Born of fear, and carefully tilled hatred,The women of todayborn of stardust with the soilsinging under our feet,We will not be quiet,our voices will be a cacophony.More from Steph Patterson ↓@spookyspatters on Instagram@spookyspatters on SubstackSupport + Stay Connected to OPOIf you’d like to support the show, Substack and Patreon members receive a copy of my book, For My Daughter, along with episodes from the audiobook.Poetry shows us what we need. Thank you for being part of the experience.