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Poetry: A woman's world

by Russell Dawson

What monstrous transformations we have wrought
that she who should stand uncowed beside man
pleases rather to feast his lusty eye.
She, emaciated by by his hunger,
styles, conditions, remakes herself each day
avoiding the intellectual path.

'Twas not always so when first the world was
made. Then man and woman walked together,
applied power of naming together
and made children together who suborned
the world in an equitable manner
but let alone the soul of the other.



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