Extract from Susan Hafen's "Down on my Knees" (circa 1980)

We have blood royal but slow-flowing, clotted and unclean
a thick, dark mess to shame and curse our sex


with heaven as its precedent; where is our mother?
Our sire-king did slay the dragon, we have heard.
He cast out trolls to make the kingdom safe
for us to kneel in worship and in wonder of the Word--
co-authored by the eldest, translated by our brothers,
to give us Truth, to make us good, to keep us chaste.

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