I wasn't entirely sure whether to put this comment on this post or the next one. Poetry as a shove in the direction of communication?

Once upon a time in a bookstore, I picked up Audre Lorde's The Black Unicorn looking for an entirely different book by the same name, and fell instantly in love with A Litany for Survival.

[and then I become incoherent and perhaps will add more thoughts after sleep?]