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Tired

by Augusta Davies Webster

No not to-night, dear child; I cannot go;
I'm busy, tired; they knew I should not come;
you do not need me there. Dear, be content,
and take your pleasure; you shall tell me of it.
There, go to don your miracles of gauze,
and come and show yourself a great pink cloud.

So, she has gone with half a discontent;
but it will die before her curls are shaped,
and she'll go forth intent on being pleased,

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Song Of The Open Road

by Walt Whitman

AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose.

Henceforth I ask not good-fortune--I myself am good fortune;
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Strong and content, I travel the open road.

The earth--that is sufficient;
I do not want the constellations any nearer;

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The Country Of Marriage

by Wendell Berry

I.

I dream of you walking at night along the streams
of the country of my birth, warm blooms and the nightsongs
of birds opening around you as you walk.
You are holding in your body the dark seed of my sleep.

II.

This comes after silence. Was it something I said

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April

by Louise Gluck

No one's despair is like my despair--

You have no place in this garden
thinking such things, producing
the tiresome outward signs; the man
pointedly weeding an entire forest,
the woman limping, refusing to change clothes
or wash her hair.

Do you suppose I care

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Henry

by Robert William Service

Mary and I were twenty-two
When we were wed;
A well-matched pair, right smart to view
The town's folk said.
For twenty years I have been true
To nuptial bed.

But oh alas! The march of time,
Life's wear and tear!
Now I am in my lusty prime

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Recent Women Poems

Angel of Darkness

by Allison Anderson

I became friends with the darkness
The sun has become a myth
The Rain was only a comforting sound
And how I missed the snow

The walls were covered in tally marks
Counting the days
But seems time has escaped me
And the monsters in my head where only getting louder

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Be Very Careful To Make A Woman Cry

by Shaila Touchton

Women are created in the image of God just as men are
Females are seen by Jesus as genuine persons
Not simply as the objects of male desire
Every family has disagreements, conflicts
Some men treat her with bitterness and uncontrolled anger,
They quarrel with her, abuse her,
Some Men are so rude, violent, controlling, and hatred
They do not reflect the love of Christ to her

For the anger of man does not achieve the righteousness of God

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“Old Soul”

by CHANDRA RICE

Lighting candles in the shade
of high priests and saints,
she prays for a peace that only exists
before she discovered her power.
She cartwheels from one man to another,
paints her eyelids with graffiti,
dreams of marigolds and picket fences,
as she is used,
her body recycled,
her rent taken from parts

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The Ambiguity of The Female Nude

by Ian McCleary

There is some ambiguity as to the reasons why artists drew from the female nude. It is my belief that it served a dual purpose. The academic gave it a kind of respectable veneer, while underneath it was a way for artists to satisfy their private desires.
Both the visual arts and pornography have centered on the male gaze. This is what makes them serve a similar function to the one viewing it. The subject is fully unaware that someone is looking at her. She is in another place and time from the viewer.

A Pretty Girl with a Witty Mind/ A Witty Girl with a Lovely Face

by Kiyana Tavakolizadeh

Once was a girl who had a lovely face
With deep blue ocean eyes, shined as sapphire
And lips crimson red, as blossoming tulips
And rosy cheeks that charmed a whole Empire

The girl was known for her bewitching beauty
Petite as roses, striking like a statue
Blessed with wit and ace acuity
Little was known of, by ones attached to

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