ZP_Solar Abstract_© photographer Wilda Gerideau-Squires Audre Lorde (1934 – 1992) “Pirouette” . I saw your hands on my lips like blind needles blunted from sewing up stone and where are you from you said your hands reading over my lips for some road through uncertain night for your feet to examine home where are you … Continue reading “And Don’t Think I Won’t Be Waiting”: Love poems by Audre Lorde