Zelophehad’s Daughters

For Kate

Posted by Galdralag

“Excommunication in our church is akin to spiritual death. The life-saving ordinances you have participated in like baptism, confirmation, and temple sealing are moot.  In effect, you are being forcibly evicted from your forever family.

Given the gravity of the situation, I feel like being invited to a council of this sort is akin to being invited to my own funeral.  Reading stories like this one in the New York Times are like reading my own obituary.” – Kate Kelly

 

Do not go gentle into that good night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise women at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good women, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild women who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave women, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my mother, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

 – by Dylan Thomas, 1914-1953, regendered

3 Responses to “For Kate”

  1. 1.

    Thanks for this, Galdralag. This is perfect.

  2. 2.

    Thanks for posting this, especially with the regendering. Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears indeed.

  3. 3.

    “There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent, or hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul.”

    ? Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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