Dani Tauni – Ancient Nights

Profile Dani Tauni LE Poetry & Writing Lesbian Poets & Writers February 2018

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Ancient Nights, poems by Dani Tauni

Dani Tauni is an indigenous, working-class, vegan radical lesbian feminist in her mid-30s who is passionate about building sisterhood between women both locally and internationally. She has been involved in organising five women’s liberation conferences in three countries, is currently organising a women’s gathering and is active in ongoing campaigns against the sex-industry. She is the proud granddaughter of a strong Black woman of PNG heritage. When she is not writing, or organising you will find her on long hikes in the bush, swimming at the bottom of waterfalls, connecting with the spirits and nature. She is profoundly biophilic and believes that all life is sacred.
You can find more of her creative writing online: https://allecto.wordpress.com/poetry-is-not-a-luxury/


Wraps around my tongue like a kiss
This goddess
Whose name has been misshapen, cursed
Deliberately cast out
Speak her still
Like the taste of her
Coming into power
A silenced voice unleashed
Into uncharted waters
With all the ships whose sails are filled
With different shades of freedom

Oh, but we are finding her again my sisters
Excavating our treasures
Spoils of a one-sided war
We women created this beauty that is language
And our words have been stolen, twisted,
Burnt at the stake
Beaten and bloodied out of recognition

Cunt is a word of sacred power
Spelling us into a refusal to be silenced
Because it means
Still living, beating, breathing words
Language with which we claim the love of sisters
Language with which we claim the love of ourselves
You came from a cunt, you cunt
And she birthed you whole
And with
Immeasurable power

Ancient Nights

The way you bleed for them
Those boys
Those others
The way your words fall like rain
Into their darkness

And I was frozen
The wind brought me out
What is it they say of loving
Of losing

I can see why you fear me
And this long
Ancient night

Then as I waited
And the many teared
Has turned to envy
Of those boys
Those boys

That have you and will keep you
Treasured treasure
In their castles
Tallest towers
Wrapped in your long, silken hair
Sunshine in the morning all those boys
To keep you from the cold

I was your sister once
Upon a time
In greener meadows
Under shaded tree

What is it they say of loving
Of losing

I can see why you fear me
And this long
Ancient night

© Dani Tauni

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