Standing on the soapbox again

I'm standing on the soapbox again. Been doing it a lot lately.

Feminine Resistance

                     With words from King Lear by William Shakespeare

The weight of this sad time — a migraine sits low in back

on my neck for days on end. Outside conflicts invade thoughts

of weeding and mowing and thinning radishes —

we must obey. Not likely to agree with old white men with racist views or

their wives (unfeminists). Told to keep our mouths shut, we will

speak what we feel, walk with whom we choose, and read ‘1984’ by George Orwell

for the twenty-seventh time this year. We will be not be polite Canadian women,

we will scream and yell

‘I am my own person’

not what we ought to say.

© Catherine Woods 2017