so confused and silly i was, not seeing the fear and danger i wud face.... not aving the love that i dreamt abt... but instead being given what i cud nit manage................................. yh a boken soul, y did u go.... y cudnt u leave me let my heart go... go whr lovers go and b happy.. am so broken.. bt not wounded! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Michelle........I am so moved by this poem What do you mean by am so broken bt not wounded! ! ! I love the spelling, it evokes the constriction of pain I ask the question because I feel wounded and broken and I don't want to be. I was there last night. I heard from AnnMcBroom that your Harvard Divinity thesis was on medieval anchorite women.