On Gender

Does the moon envy
sun’s glorified reign –
(gender inferred)

Sons were sun
in my family,
we women lunar

Father straddled
the two – a secret
we fought to suppress

Fluidity of pronouns
in formative years.

(Image my own)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

24 thoughts on “On Gender”

  1. Beautifully reflective of my family life. The complexity is that my mother was the more dominant parent who in fact adhered to the stereotypes more apparently than my gentler father. But, there again, that was the way it was in those days. The woman’s place was in the home. “Fluidity of pronouns non-existent”. A splendid thought-provoking poem

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  2. I believe you have alluded to a story here that is more common-occurring in society than most know, and at its roots deeply painful, with a great lot of skill.

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