Praise the heady days
Come again
When young women
Full of themselves
In the best possible
Meaning of the phrase
Saunter boldly, playfully,
On cold winter sidewalks
In their own good company
Declaring among themselves
Loud enough for all to hear
There’s no room in my uterus for religion
(cc) Karen G. Johnston
Posts
3 comments:
This poem reminds me of my daughter. When she is with her young women friends, they are boisterous and full of themselves (in a joyful way)...
Is the last line an observation of how religion silences women?
I find it an interesting and compelling progression - from a happy pack of women talking loudly to - no room for religion in utero.
Thanks,
Roy.
Roy, so glad to evoke Kelly for you. I shifted the poem a tiny bit, one better word choice. I assume that these women's comments were about abortion and a woman's right to choose, not the Catholic Church's.
I get it now! Thanks -
Post a Comment