What a remarkable poem on what it means to be yourself in a society that pretends to value difference but doesn't really. I mean, we have all the campaigns that say, 'dare to be different' 'reach for your dreams' and so on, yet the people in charge of these don't even bother to apply it to their own life.
My sister is 14 and drives us all crazy with her obsession with following the latest fashions, making sure her shoes are 'in', that she's wearing the 'right' colour, that her hair is 'up to date.' She's a good kid but she's giving herself unnecessary stress. I try to explain it to her, but she says, what would you know, you don't even care about how you look. Sheesh. I just wear what I want, whether it's a ten dollar knitted sweater from a pair of nice ladies at the markets, or the oldest jeans in my closet. I feel comfortable wearing what I want how I want, no matter what others think.
But you know, by dressing 'different' I got branded a 'punk rock' kid a lot. And then if I decided to wear something flowery or pink for a day, it was like, woaaahh! lol. By being different you can sometimes get pushed into just another stereotype. It really is irritating but what can you do.
Now I just mix and match my style as much as I can to avoid any steretypes. I'm a bit of 'everything' now. ;)
Anyway I'm rambling. I do apologise, but this is such a powerful poem it set me off on all sorts of tangents.
bare footed in a booted crowd. I just love the way your lines appear so simple, yet have so much meaning and room for interpretation behind them. You don't try to 'dress up' your words, everything just seems so cleverly chosen, you are so apt in getting across what you mean to say.
I like the short sentences, it seems very free flowing, just like this woman in her rigid society. I love how you described her not as a square peg or a round one, but an oval one. There's something very exquisite about that.
She stands lean and tall, a statement of being, as if she is one finger raised in the middle of a fist.
This is my favourite stanza. Very defiant, very cool! I love the comparison, lol.
The ending was beautiful, and perfect. There's a little bit of 'she' in all of us, the desire to be different, the potential to be ourselves and thus be different, but a lot of people just can't embrace it.
Thank you so much for sharing this Chrystine, it really made my day!
Sorry but I started LMAO when you said she was like a can of Spam! LMFAO! OMG! That was great! This whole thing here...it was a wonderful projection, to me, of how one feels when they are attracted to someone. How you look at them, and what you think. What you like.
Heyyy, i think you must have been spyin on meh. Cept I'd be something silly, like an octagon, or maybe a triangle, not an oval. And it'd be a flower print tie, not a skirt. o.O I don't like skirts, much. Other than that though, this is SO me. Lovely write, I like it! ~Sicobe R. Crow
I would venture to say this oval peg was at one time round and has by virtue of experience become oval shaped. I like that image. The reason for all this amalgamation is the striking differences we call facets of ourselves. When we combine elements that are opposites in character with the possibility of love, we find ourselves comfortable in out own skin.
And as acceptance rises within ourselves it's fitting that it expands outward. I hope you don't mind my reflecting but since I know you and the things you do, this seemed a fitting way to respond.
And when you write like this you allow others the chance to find their place and role in the world. So keep it up, let's have another of these writes about "She".
I thought this was very original and I like the third person thing. I sometimes feel in similar ways myself--that I am unique and in tune with the world. that's what this poem reminds me of. finding the place where we fit in, even if it is only that we fit because we don't. I hope you understand what I'm saying! I can't seem to put it into words but I really like this poem. nice work.
I believe the important message of this poem is to construct your life in a way that brings you total contentment or happiness. Don't pursue things that the energies of the body do not want, because that's going against your own grain. What does society know, anyways? Well, most ppl aren't living the lives they'd like to, so it's all backwards. Being different isn't easy, and I suppose it never will be. I could cite social forces and external necessities, but you obviously are more than aware of these things. I think a person who is truly ALIVE has learned to live within the social order, and doesn't allow herself to be trampled by it. Maintaining your own identity, being different . . . you're saying "yes" to life, and no to the artificial modes of life imposed so often by the necessities or vagaries of our society. I guess what I'm trying to say is I think that's a brave and beautiful way to be.