In Honour of the Birdwoman in us all, 1997

 Introduction and Contents

In Honour of the Birdwoman in us all, 1997[1]

 


Where is she now, this Birdwoman?

 She is here. 

In every woman who has dared to be different

dared to risk

dared to stand alone. 

In women who have dared to question

ask ‘why?’

In women who have dared to dream

dared to fly too high. 

In those women who have fallen

been broken

burned 

And in those whose gentle spirits could not survive the realities of this world. 

 

She is here.



[1]  Performed in Fallen Totems, 1997.  Installation and masks, Irene Kindness.


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