And a new myth. I am deeply moved by this difficult poem because it seems that the only hope we have for any real change in our culture of violence against women is a new myth. And new myths are not so easy to come by. We've been operating out of this one for millennia now. I'm not sure I want to preach this sermon.
Sermons are about hope.
Here in my opening paragraph I've admitted my own fear, that hope for significant change is difficult to see. I'm reminded of another poem. This one by Marge Piercy. Most of us learn to not speak. We learn silence about certain things.