Poetry in Pink
Attentions shift at Heathrow’s
Terminal 5 Tel Aviv-bound gate
as palpably potent femininity approaches.
A syncopating shock of blond curls
backbeat to the rhythm
of pretty legs
under a chorus of pink flared skirt.
(Postulating in Hebrew:)
“Watch my things!?
(Seeing my face.)
You’re NOT Jewish!
(She exclaims in classic deniable feminine nuance.)
Do you know where I can get a calling card?”
I proffer possibilities.
Pointing to four seats
straining with “carry-on”
she pronounces: “I’ll be back in twenty-minutes.”
I concede with a nod.
Two boarding announcements later,
“I lived in LA six months!” She boasts.
“I LOVE LA!!
My grandmother is now alone.
My heart said:
Go to your grandmother!
So I go!
This is the kind of woman I am.”
This Woman – as all women -
Divine Wisdom incarnate!
– poetry in pink -
only now crossing the
diaphanous divide between
child to adult – girl to woman…
Her nature. Her character. Her birthright.
She has been entrusted.
Her fiduciary charge?
To boldly, confidently embody
Face, hair, breasts, waist, hips, bum, legs – Illumined!
Radiant essence of gender feminine.
No coquettishness. No come-on.
she faithfully personifies the Mystery’s vital and
formidable feminine force.
It is this energy’s presence that captivates.
It is this energy that shamelessly causes
men to forget!
The feminine eschews domestication!
Her sovereign nature is her own!
Though, too, the feminine occupies
- in modest degree – boys and men…
Her first home:
the bodies of girls and women.
Yet too, the terror and tyranny of
society’s patriarchal and ideological enmity
has rendered the feminine
an enemy of the State!
Girls and women shrug
– burdened –
under the weight
of millenniums of social indictment.
Nearly none however
in the requisite
and sufficient strength
of a clean
and undemanding masculine attention.
Such deprivation undermines
the coalescing of her confidence
of her charge
So too, humanity’s emancipation!
For femininity’s wildly wildly nuanced motion
and forever changes
all who embrace Her wonders.
Staggering wondrous? Yes!
And wildly, wildly alive? Yes!
Untamed! and untameable? Yes!
Yes! to her sovereign autonomy!
to her dignity, innocence and beauty!
Yes! to her voice, expression, contribution, participation!
to her place in the grander scheme of things.
Yes! to her inclusion!
Acknowledging – recognizing – seeing her!
Yes! to her belonging!
to loving her!
Yes! to her ruthless undomesticated fierce and gentle
potent feminine robust Wild Nature!
Yes! to girls and women!
to her safety with and from all others!
Yes! to poetry in pink!
© 2011 Stephen Victor