"Lilith herself destroyed her house and went away to unknown places where no one had set foot before."                     - from a Sumerian myth

In the evenings, Odam took to gazing at the stars. In silence he watched them rise and move across the sky.  And, dozing off, he heard his own voice of that distant time when flowers bloomed more brightly and the waters plashed with a clearer, ringing sound: "Why are you standing there, Lilith?" "I try to understand the voice of night."  "What do you want with the night? We have a hearth with glowing coals, we have just eaten meat and roasted fruit.  What do you see, Lilith?" "I see the breathing of the rolling mist, it's white hair trailing on the grass.  The day is tired, it is going to sleep.  But what is happening out there, beyond the mist, when night comes?  I shall go and spread it with my hands..."          - from Daughter of Night: A tale of three worlds by Lydia Obukhova

daddy says the world is a drum tight and hard and i told him i'm gonna beat it to my own rhythm   - Nikki Giovanni 'The Drum'

Stripped day by day of all my garments, dry naked tree, in my solitary withered mouth fresh words will still blossom    - Alai'de Foppa, "Words"

This is my daily mask daughter, sister wife, mother poet, teacher grandmother. My mask is control concealment endurance my mask is escape from my self         - Mitsuye Yamada, "Masks of  Woman"