Women Bearing All

Our story begins...

The first meeting of the Women Bearing All group of female poets was a tremendous event. We met at El Tea in Fresno - near Piccadilly Inn off Shaw - and what a wonderfully relaxing place. It is the kind of place where you can feel your heartrate start to slow, your synapses begin to unfurl from being clinched and zinging, you breathe deeply and sigh and realize you haven't done that for a while. Ahhh.

Sudden Tangerine

Sudden Tangerine now conjures up the idea of unlikely pairings.

This is a line from a recent poem - it's the middle of the night and tomorrow I will regret that this is my first posting to this new weblog. However, before I could figure out how to design it, I was forced to write a post. I was completely unprepared to be brilliant this evening and so there - that is the first post!

With this community of Women Bearing All - I hope to meet other writers, read their work, encourage artistic expression even if the subject matter is unbearable. I have carried more than I thought I could bear - many of us do.

Let's live to tell the tale and not only tell it but sing it with arms around the women still in the thick of it. By it, I am not meaning to refer to any one particular pain - because there are many. And we live to tell of it, and rise above, and lift our voices and laugh and reach a hand out to those who are struggling.

Oh - I have high hopes for this group!

Liesl Garner