obscurity

“Fame,’ he said, ‘is like […] a braided coat, which hampers the limbs; a jacket of silver which curbs the heart; a painted shield which covers a scarecrow,’ etc, etc. The pith of his phrases was that while fame impedes and constricts, obscurity wraps about a man like a mist; obscurity is dark, ample and free; obscurity lets the mind take its way unimpeded. Over the obscure man is poured the merciful suffusion of darkness. None knows where he goes or comes. He may seek the truth and speak it; he alone is free; he alone is truthful; he alone is at peace..” ― Virginia Woolf, Orlando

books i have read recently

  • I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou
  • #MeToo: Rallying Against Sexual Assault and Harassment – A Women’s Poetry Anthology ed. by Deborah Alma
  • Beauty/Beauty by Rebecca Perry
  • If We Could Speak Like Wolves by Kim Moore
  • Measures of Expatriation by Vahni Capildeo
  • Recomposing Ecopoetics: North American Poetry of the Self-Conscious Anthropocene by Lynn Keller
  • A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf

re-composting

“Recognising the significance of current planetary changes requires us to extend our restricted anthropocentric vision to think in scales of deep time and space. Simultaneously, we must shrink our gaze to attend to the surprisingly grand significance of microbes and microfauna and small pollinating or disease–carrying insects, of energy released by subatomic particles, of the health effects of minute amounts of toxic chemicals, or the vast significance of what might seem small changes in the composition of the earth’s atmosphere. Moreover, we feel called upon somehow to address as individual consumers and private citizens of distinct nations complex global problems that can be solved only by political, scientific and corporate collaboration on an international scale.”

Recomposing Eco-poetics–North American Poetry of the Self-conscious Anthropocene by Lynn Keller.

books read recently

Everyday Feminism by Laura Bates
Mama Amazonica by Pascale Petit
Bad Feminist by Roxane Gay
The Power of Vulnerability by Brené Brown
The Female Eunuch by Germaine Greer
The Lost Chapters: Finding Recovery and Renewal One Book at a Time by Leslie Schwartz

women are spinners

‘Women are spinners and weavers; we are the ones who spin the threads and weave them into meaning and pattern. Like silkworms, we create those threads out of our own substance, pulling the strong, fine fibres out of our own hearts and wombs. It’s time to make some new threads; time to strengthen the frayed wild edges of our own being and then weave ourselves back into the fabric of our culture. Once we knew the patterns for weaving the world; we can piece them together again. Women can heal the Wasteland. We can remake the world. This is what women do. This is our work.’

From If Women Rose Rooted by Sharon Blackie

germaine

some things i nodded to
some things made me sorrowfully shake my head
but mostly i believe i scraped through
relatively unscathed

my best friend in school; we would sit on each others’ knees waiting for assembly
some boy once called us dykes but i didn’t know
what that would mean, until much later

i knew that i could not be a mother at 20
unlike my mother who [i’m assuming in 1959]

had no choice.

i think that’s when things may have started to go wrong for her
that fucking Freud & his devotees
the problem lies not with women but society

when i realised what the problem was i felt better
relieved; i felt
that all the tree climbing & wearing black t-shirts
& square boots
all the scribbling in secret books
& the way i used sex to land my first real job

haha the joke could have been on me
but it was not.

written whilst reading ‘The Female Eunuch’.