Inheriting the wind


Confessional poets

Are thought of in the feminine perjorative

Ironically men 

Confess their camoflage

When calling their characters Hank

That’s for you … Mr blowhard Bukowski

Or Billy Childish, nuff said, I suspect

Whilst this Plath enigma, I doubt shall ever be cracked

Anymore than the grey stones weighting sweater

Sexton either, what beautiful ankles and rouged lips

Even as she slipped, beneath the veil of sanity

Like a greyhound needing to outrun, even itself

Madness grows peacock feathers for weeds

Just another error in a misguided map

Thinking women lesser, colinders of experience

If I’d been a man I’d have 

Grown my hair like a mane

Been kind to my daughters

And changed the notion of authority

For my words would be exclaimed intensely feminine

Applauded for

A man having been 

A better woman

Like Bono and his award 

We give ourselves away

By the bouquet full

Whatever happened

To women inheriting the wind?

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23 thoughts on “Inheriting the wind

  1. “Like a greyhound needing to outrun, even itself
    Madness grows peacock feathers for weeds”

    I am screaming this is so good and so beautiful. You need to have this one published.

  2. Ending the poem with the title = superb along with these lines:

    “Whilst this Plath enigma, I doubt shall ever be cracked

    Anymore than the grey stones weighting sweater

    Sexton either, what beautiful ankles and rouged lips

    Even as she slipped, beneath the veil of sanity

    Like a greyhound needing to outrun, even itself”

    This speaks volumes.

  3. I often ask β€œwhen did God become a man?”… Some might call it a conspiracy against Sophia. Dualism does not mean separation, it means joining forces, loving both halves, becoming wholly divine in the process …

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