all men of god are mad
splitting the infinite into mere parts
women are sane in their madness
for they inhabit the total
the circle
joan of arc was mad
and was sane in her madness
i seek her spirit
the goddess
the saint
the woman
ride, Jeanne d'Arc
ride to Haiti
sue all the world
cry "enough"
your time is here again
ride forth, dear Jeanne d'Arc
and lift the hearts of foolish men
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A brief history of Jeanne d'Arc can be found here.
I took the above image on January 23rd, 2010 in Portland, Oregon. The statue sits in a traffic circle in the Laurelhurst neighborhood. It was donated by Dr. Henry Waldo Coe. Richly burnished images of the statue can be seen at cyclotram.
Note: I think of poetry and plaintive wishes as the stuff of dreams, but I do not dismiss the realms of our unconscious and subconscious states as incomprehensible or unworthy of contemplation. I write this post in the spirit of conjuring a feeling, a hope, an elation. We begin in the Imagination, and next ride forth into the World.
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