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Morning Femmetations: Fresh Brewed Herstory
I choose to be a figure in that light,
 half-blotted by darkness,
 something moving across that space,
the color of stone greeting the moon,
 yet more than stone: a woman.
 I choose to walk here. And to draw this circle.
 —Adrienne Rich, from “Twenty-One Love Poems” 1974-76
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