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A sonnet inspired by the painting “Au Bal,” by Berthe Morisot

When women see a thing, they see it not

As men do.  Just as color blindness comes

To men more often, so their insights clot

Around male oriented stuff.  The crumbs

That fall to men from feasting tables of

The women guys grab up.  Men fail to note

Most facts from females.  When it comes to love,

Men tend to see the shape of breasts, a throat

For kissing, all that sort of frou-frou stuff.

It is as if men think of silk as smooth

Instead of strong like steel and not tres tough.

The females are for men to trim — then soothe.

  The agonies of labor lasting hours

    Or days seem slight, men blind to women’s powers.

~ Phillip Whidden

by phillipw | Aug 6, 2024 | GE, MA | 0 comments