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Don’t Come In
I prefer the sign “No Entry” to the one that says “No Exit.” - Stanislaus Lec
If for you, women are toy cars
whose wheels you strike
on the ground to make
them go; if for you, women
are tea towels at the feast; if you stand by
as women are swept from the path,
don’t approach. In our inviolate
land we fly ruddy gliders;
press oil from impossible fruit; derive power
from waves. At any moment
our silk turbans may become
volcanoes; our slippers,
submarines.
-- Angela Ball
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Radio
I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark
from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman
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A very empowering poem, way beyond the mere burning of bras!
Posted by: Esther Newman Cohen | July 07, 2020 at 11:33 PM