Her Kind I have gone out, a possessed witch, haunting the…
““ Her Kind I have gone out, a possessed witch, haunting the black air, braver at night; dreaming evil, I have done my hitch over the plain houses, light by light: lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind. A woman like that is not a woman, quite. I have been her kind. I have found the warm caves in the woods, filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves, closets, silks, innumerable goods; fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves: whining, rearranging the disaligned. A woman like that is misunderstood. I have been her kind. I have ridden in your cart, driver, waved my nude arms at villages going by, learning the last bright routes, survivor where your flames still bite my thigh and my ribs crack where your wheels wind. A woman like that is not ashamed to die. I have been her kind.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
Embraces a wild, nonconforming identity, finding strength in being misunderstood.
In simple terms: Accepting a fierce, unconventional self.
Key Takeaway
Own your unique, untamed nature.
Themes
identity
rebellion
self‑acceptance
Mood
intense
defiant
Type
poetic
philosophical
When to use this quote
- artistic expression
- personal healing
- social marginalization
Key Concepts
otherness
creativity
survival
Questions to Reflect On
- How do you nurture your inner wildness?
- What costs come with defying norms?
A Different Perspective
Society may reject or label such identities as dangerous.