not really. but this is funny and i've never actually typed "rofl" before, so i thought i'd try it out. newayz...cue "birth control as period control video":
Showing posts with label feminism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feminism. Show all posts
Friday, August 1, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
to finish the posting frenzy, another women's history month poem
loving the carnival. this entry was posted over at women's space:

The Other Woman
The ancient lines
Drawn
The ancient dust
Settles the storm
Arriving
On the eve of the revolution
Blood flows red
Into the gutter.
Sites of ancient women’s power
Buried
In the dirt
In the dust
I want this more
Each day I flounder
With the words left unsaid
I am not
As white as you
I am not
As rich as you
Still I bleed red
In darkness
While you shine
With your golden hair
And your beautiful words
And I hate you
But really, deep-down
You are everything
I wish to be
With your confidence
Your grace
I know
You will be a leader
Women will love you
Women will follow you
While I lie
Here in the background
With the other
Lost and buried
Women
Because my hair
Does not shine gold
My voice
Does not sing sweetly
You are everything
That I am not
And I hate you
Even though
I know I shouldn’t
Even though
I want to love you
Even though
Everything in you screams
‘I am a fucked thing
Just like you
I hate you too
Shut the fuck up shut the fuck up shutthefuckup
SHUT THE FUCK UP’
And everything in me
Screams back
Until
We can not hear each other
We can not hear ourselves
So
I ask you
To join me here
On the eve of the revolution
Round the kitchen table
In the garden
Round the tribal fire
In those ancient sacred sites
Believe that there is a
A place
Where women are free
To love ourselves
And each other
That place
Is in my heart
When I reach out a hand
And call you sister
That place is in you
When you reach back
–by Dani/allecto, who is a 26 year old radical feminist lesbian, a descendant of a First Nations people, an activist, vegetarian, child-care worker; a creative, passionate, alive, inspired woman. She believes that Sisterhood is the most powerful force in the Universe.

The Other Woman
The ancient lines
Drawn
The ancient dust
Settles the storm
Arriving
On the eve of the revolution
Blood flows red
Into the gutter.
Sites of ancient women’s power
Buried
In the dirt
In the dust
I want this more
Each day I flounder
With the words left unsaid
I am not
As white as you
I am not
As rich as you
Still I bleed red
In darkness
While you shine
With your golden hair
And your beautiful words
And I hate you
But really, deep-down
You are everything
I wish to be
With your confidence
Your grace
I know
You will be a leader
Women will love you
Women will follow you
While I lie
Here in the background
With the other
Lost and buried
Women
Because my hair
Does not shine gold
My voice
Does not sing sweetly
You are everything
That I am not
And I hate you
Even though
I know I shouldn’t
Even though
I want to love you
Even though
Everything in you screams
‘I am a fucked thing
Just like you
I hate you too
Shut the fuck up shut the fuck up shutthefuckup
SHUT THE FUCK UP’
And everything in me
Screams back
Until
We can not hear each other
We can not hear ourselves
So
I ask you
To join me here
On the eve of the revolution
Round the kitchen table
In the garden
Round the tribal fire
In those ancient sacred sites
Believe that there is a
A place
Where women are free
To love ourselves
And each other
That place
Is in my heart
When I reach out a hand
And call you sister
That place is in you
When you reach back
–by Dani/allecto, who is a 26 year old radical feminist lesbian, a descendant of a First Nations people, an activist, vegetarian, child-care worker; a creative, passionate, alive, inspired woman. She believes that Sisterhood is the most powerful force in the Universe.
Labels:
different/same,
feminism,
poetry,
politix,
privilege,
racism,
social justice
i am a feminist. and so is ugly betty.
h/t to feministe on this one.
this is a little long, but it makes happy even though it is, as most mainstream discussions of feminism are, overly white. whatever, i own a "this is what a feminist looks like" shirt, and i owe my sudden urge to put it to use to this video.
:)
this is a little long, but it makes happy even though it is, as most mainstream discussions of feminism are, overly white. whatever, i own a "this is what a feminist looks like" shirt, and i owe my sudden urge to put it to use to this video.
:)
Friday, March 21, 2008
the women's history month blog carnival has got me going
it's happening (at least partly) over at what tami said. today's carnival post got me, so i thought i'd share it here. it's by christina springer:
rambles on rage
1.
i hope
the rage turns
into a cherry blossom, so
I can brew
wine from sunset ripened fruit
2.
obama, with great delicacy and care
i put my white liberal friends in the dark
drawer of hurt where i won' t see them
again for 15 years. maybe when you have
more than 152 pieces of passed legislation
to her 20, or mice nibble the experience
of your fluffy words
into a victory confetti.
i'll feel safe. see desperate
lives bouncing "Yes, we can!"
3.
little girl inside
screams
"fair! just
want every
simple thing
fair!" just
hear.
4.
why do faces that I love
hate my salvation?
doves of broken handlers
crack aspiration.
sugar smart smile, divine be
gentle and calm all of me.
rage and rage and rage
'til loved ones can not see
how oozing hapless happy
froth consumes identity.
5.
the equation for soul height +
vision size divided by spin control
seems weighted, specialized.
give me your equation for my destiny?
rambles on rage
1.
i hope
the rage turns
into a cherry blossom, so
I can brew
wine from sunset ripened fruit
2.
obama, with great delicacy and care
i put my white liberal friends in the dark
drawer of hurt where i won' t see them
again for 15 years. maybe when you have
more than 152 pieces of passed legislation
to her 20, or mice nibble the experience
of your fluffy words
into a victory confetti.
i'll feel safe. see desperate
lives bouncing "Yes, we can!"
3.
little girl inside
screams
"fair! just
want every
simple thing
fair!" just
hear.
4.
why do faces that I love
hate my salvation?
doves of broken handlers
crack aspiration.
sugar smart smile, divine be
gentle and calm all of me.
rage and rage and rage
'til loved ones can not see
how oozing hapless happy
froth consumes identity.
5.
the equation for soul height +
vision size divided by spin control
seems weighted, specialized.
give me your equation for my destiny?
Sunday, March 9, 2008
amazing woman
okay, first of all, i'm not sure what's going on with my template. i'm going to work on that.
also, went to this conference on black feminism yesterday. i'm feeling rejuvenated and refocused; i've relocated those goalposts and re-oriented myself. i wrote this yesterday during a presentation on lucille clifton and sonia sanchez, and just the sight of all of these amazing women's names in one place still puts a smile on my face and a lift in my heart. i am so thankful to have had the opportunity.
amazing women
nzadi keita
nicole watson
sherie randolph
rose afriyie
sala cyril
ashley lewis
toccara
robyn spencer
adrienne kennedy
lucille clifton
safiya bandele
assata
barbara omolade
nadine
sonia sanchez
women panthers
also, went to this conference on black feminism yesterday. i'm feeling rejuvenated and refocused; i've relocated those goalposts and re-oriented myself. i wrote this yesterday during a presentation on lucille clifton and sonia sanchez, and just the sight of all of these amazing women's names in one place still puts a smile on my face and a lift in my heart. i am so thankful to have had the opportunity.
amazing women
nzadi keita
nicole watson
sherie randolph
rose afriyie
sala cyril
ashley lewis
toccara
robyn spencer
adrienne kennedy
lucille clifton
safiya bandele
assata
barbara omolade
nadine
sonia sanchez
women panthers
Labels:
beauty,
feminism,
home,
politix,
social justice,
thought,
what to watch
Friday, March 7, 2008
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