FEMINISM by Carolyn Rodgers.

Our mothers, when asked may speak of us
in terms of our accomplishments.
My daughter is a flower
shedding buds of brown babies.
She holds two diplomas in her fist
as she shows her obliqueness to a world that
only cares for credentials.
What is your claim to fame?
What is your claim to life-
when there are no diplomas to be lauded,
no husbands to be pillared upon, no buds to be babied.
When does the wind blow on your face
and in what direction do you turn
when it rains???

Carolyn Rodgers

Category: Healing,