(Picture is a sketch by a friend, Kavitha)
“Frailty
thy name is woman”
“Vanity
thy name is woman”
Judgments
come as perceptions
She
carries on,
On
her nimble shoulders, yet
Cupping
(maternal) warmth
An
aura of fragrance
Enveloping
darkest of fears
In
the gentleness of her being
Deepest
of scars shade
Under
her scarf’s wisdom
She
trudges on sore feet
Under
the frills of her robe
Mother,
sister, daughter…
Epitomizing
a canvass
Ready
to dive in the artist’s choice
As
even as her name
Learning
to back-pack the baggage
Learning….yes
she is!
Gliding
up and down the curve
With
five senses
From
the Maker, being no partial
Yet,
Judged,
perceived with
Frailty,
Vanity
Getting
passed on... in letters...
Carry
on woman…carry on…
It is all in the game
What’s
in a name?!?
Shared with: Open Link Night — week 92 where Claudia tends the Bar
This is interesting as it makes me wonder, do women get more labels than men? The portrayal here of a woman carrying a load and trudging along seems an appropriate metaphor for her struggles against those labels and judgements as well. Thank you for sharing this thought-provoking poem.
ReplyDeleteYes, the load works as a great metaphor for the label put on her.
Deleteso much in a name.. i always found it fascinating when god gave people new names in the bible at certain points in their life....from jacob to israel for example...i think we don't have to let us dominate by names people try to imprint on us
ReplyDeleteAkila, I am becoming a big fan of your work. I love the commentary on judging and labeling others, and on the strength of women. Beaautiful poem.
ReplyDelete“Frailty thy name is woman”
ReplyDelete“Vanity thy name is woman”
Fantastic opening verses ~ Our roles & labels, many and varied, are such a challenge Akila ~ We just need to carry on ~
Isn't there a Fun ( name of singing group) song about carrying on? We all just need to carry on no matter what....somehow. I enjoyed this, Akila.
ReplyDeleteWhatever comes due, away we go no matter the name at our zoo
ReplyDeleteThis is such a good reflection on the strength of woman. Creation knew which sex could carry the pain of birthing and the struggles of motherhood. And thank God for those men who lend a different kind of strength to the equation.
ReplyDeleteAkila, thank you for your visit, or else I might not have "found" you.
ReplyDeleteIs it not (to me!) terrible to judge anything about anyone--since each have certain gifts, and do have others, and to degrees, all. But--and yet--we ARE one with the Universe, IN and OF, THROUGH, and WITH!
I truly believe in the end we will judge ourselves, not knowing how this can be...but I will intuitively KNOW myself then. Finally. If I have not discovered yet. I don't believe adding good deed and bad, and subtracting.
And I observe that of all Peeps, women by FAR are above (if having been gifted?) in love, tolerance, patience, feeling others fears, and DOING something about it. What happened to us men? We HAVE those capabilities...but it is like we are ashamed of being "human". We gt to FIGHT, QUARREL, , etc., etc.
Sorry, I get carried away sometimes....ALL THE TIME? (Smiles!)
Both lovely and insightful!
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks for your fun contribution to this week's Limerick-Off. I hope you'll be a frequent participant. (I post a new one every Sunday, and they run all week.)
Very insightful. I do think women are judged more often and more harshly than are men.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful depiction of woman!!!
ReplyDeleteWe need to let the labels roll off our backs and "carry on". :)
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