Thursday, May 30, 2024
Cat Thursday - Halp!
Thursday, May 23, 2024
Cat Thursday - We will never understand them
Friday, May 17, 2024
Night of the Hawk: Poems by Lauren Martin - Review
The poem below really spoke to me. I had to share it in its entirety. As a postmenopausal woman myself, I can certainly relate to it. Women beyond that "expiration date" are often forgotten, or our opinions seem at times to not matter, as they mattered once. Still, there are those who know that we came before and that our voices do still matter.
MY EXPERIENCE AS A POSTMENOPAUSAL WOMAN
Is we are ignored
Everywhere - even in poetry
Somehow not romantic or feminist
enough
Our wisdom excluded as undignified
As undignified as women running into the cold night with hot
flashes peeling layers
"We're not helping men into the
conversation by making them feel
emasculated" I say
And experience a new version of "blame the victim."
One in which there is no respect for the
elder authority of the endocrine system
and years of misogyny with no
conversation. Where we screamed into
conversation. Where we screamed into
the Grand Canyon that blew dust back
into our faces on the hot wind
I am told that I lack some insight that is
honored and reflected in youth rather
must reflect my inability as an
must reflect my inability as an
"old feminist" to differentiate between my
"internalized misogyny" and what is
unbalanced
unbalanced
To be told that you have no idea when
We paved the way
When I am standing on the shoulders
When I am standing on the shoulders
of my own mother
You don't see me
You don't see me
And maybe that's because you're
Not looking down
To the foundation of my shoulders
To the years of my sleeves rolled up
To the foundation of my shoulders
To the years of my sleeves rolled up
And boots tied high
At rallies and secret activist meetings
At rallies and secret activist meetings
Countless abuses of power
Soul changing assaults
I can see the context of our culture
Then and now
And am happy you are bashing
The door open
Breaking the
Glass ceiling
But it's not because we didn't try
Of course we did
Our height lets you touch
the glass with
your hammer
Another poem that struck me, "OF TIMES TRAVELLED" because of this verse...
So the choice is
Lonely alone
or Lonely with
And how many women
Feel this
Or are discounted for their substance
Since my divorce 10 years ago, I have chosen to remain alone. Going along with what the verse says, I'd rather be lonely alone than lonely when I'm with someone. And you know what...I'm not really lonely.
This book of poems is an excellent volume to add to anyone's poetry collection. It is certainly going to be added to mine.
About the collection:
When I have wandered
long enough
what am I still beholden to?
Ifá. Nature. Illness. Love. Loss. Misogyny. Aging. Africa. Our wounded planet. In this sweeping yet intensely personal collection, Lauren Martin tells the untold stories of the marginalized, the abused, the ill, the disabled—the different. Inspired by her life’s experiences, including the isolation she has suffered as a result both of living with chronic illness and having devoted herself to a religion outside the mainstream, these poems explore with raw vulnerability and unflinching honesty what it is to live apart—even as one yearns for connection.
But Night of the Hawk is no lament; it is powerful, reverential, sometimes humorous, often defiant—“ Oh heat me and fill me / I rise above lines ”—and full of wisdom. Visceral and stirring, the poems in this collection touch on vastly disparate subjects but are ultimately unified in a singular to inspire those who read them toward kindness, compassion, and questioning.
Advance praise:
About the Poet:
Lauren Martin is a psychotherapist, poet, and a devoted Ìyânífá. She lives in Oakland, California. Lauren studied poetry at Sarah Lawrence College. She spent years writing without submitting her work due to a long shamanic journey, which led her to both Ifá, and to the writing of this collection of poems. Learn more at: www.laurenmartin.net
Thursday, May 16, 2024
Cat Thursday - Cats are weird (3)
Thursday, May 9, 2024
Cat Thursday: Authors and Cats (129) Iris Murdoch
The second Cat Thursday of each month is Authors and Cats Thursday. Each time I will feature an author, pictured with their/a cat(s), or guest posts by cat loving authors who also (sometimes) write about cats.
Irish-born British writer, university lecturer and prolific and highly professional novelist, Iris Murdoch dealt with everyday ethical or moral issues, sometimes in the light of myths. As a writer, she was a perfectionist who did not allow editors to change her text. Murdoch produced 26 novels in 40 years, the last written while she was suffering from Alzheimer disease.
"She wanted, through her novels, to reach all possible readers, in different ways and by different means: by the excitement of her story, its pace and its comedy, through its ideas and its philosophical implications, through the numinous atmosphere of her own original and created world--the world she must have glimpsed as she considered and planned her first steps in the art of fiction." (John Bayley in Elegy for Iris, 1998)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iris_Mur...
Source: Goodreads
Thursday, May 2, 2024
Cat Thursday - Don't try me
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