'They don't like women who are flamboyant about sexuality' says the famous Indian woman poet
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'They don't like women who are flamboyant about sexuality' says the famous Indian woman poet
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Rishi- Posts : 5129
Join date : 2011-09-02
Re: 'They don't like women who are flamboyant about sexuality' says the famous Indian woman poet
Rishi, do you like women who are flamboyant about sexuality?
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Re: 'They don't like women who are flamboyant about sexuality' says the famous Indian woman poet
TWTracy Whitney wrote:Rishi, do you like women who are flamboyant about sexuality?
>>> Seriously speaking, I really do not know what that supposed to mean. Dressing provocatively? Talk about the sexual experience they had with their boyfriends?
Rishi- Posts : 5129
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Ya, good point. I don't know who that Meena person is, but if you been following her profile, what does she mean by being flamboyant about sexuality?Rishi wrote:TWTracy Whitney wrote:Rishi, do you like women who are flamboyant about sexuality?
>>> Seriously speaking, I really do not know what that supposed to mean. Dressing provocatively? Talk about the sexual experience they had with their boyfriends?
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Re: 'They don't like women who are flamboyant about sexuality' says the famous Indian woman poet
>>>> Now I get it. This woman in her poem refers to women's body parts, orgasm and various sexual acts. That is what she means by flamboyance. I will find some sexual poems of hers for you.Tracy Whitney wrote:Ya, good point. I don't know who that Meena person is, but if you been following her profile, what does she mean by being flamboyant about sexuality?Rishi wrote:TWTracy Whitney wrote:Rishi, do you like women who are flamboyant about sexuality?
>>> Seriously speaking, I really do not know what that supposed to mean. Dressing provocatively? Talk about the sexual experience they had with their boyfriends?
Rishi- Posts : 5129
Join date : 2011-09-02
Re: 'They don't like women who are flamboyant about sexuality' says the famous Indian woman poet
You Don’t Know if You are Yielding or Resisting
it is the last day of the year
and you think about writing
a farewell poem for the year
that was, for the year you
began writing poetry
you think of the tragedies
you know, you even plan
to write about naming your only
daughter (whenever she is born,
anyway) after a suicide-bomber
you try to think of fear and hate
and some devious defence for all
those sins you had painstakingly
planned to do just so that your
poetry has more life and colour
and verve and in the end it might
appear that you have experience
you strive like mad to avoid writing
poems about your unseen lover,
you concede deep within that you
do not know his name or age or what
he murders for a living, yet he weaves
his way into every poem of yours
you want to write that single poem
which is free of him, which does not
carry the stains of his masculine scent
and which doesn’t make you think of
his hairless chest and the deftness of his
fingers on you and god yes god his eyes
you want to write a poem just for yourself,
a poem where you do not cringe
or stand shame-faced at his
worship of himself and how
silently and steadfastly he
has made you worship him
you have always known that
your knowledge of him was
very limited—that expecting
the stranger to caress you when
you cry is an insane idea—
after all when your lover comes
he has no memory about the
days and months and years he has
spent inside your heart and he does
not wish to hear for how long you
have harboured him right between
your breasts
you notice the clock tick away
and again you give up writing
that poem for it always eludes you
then,
you succumb to all your cravings
and write all you can about him
forgetting the shame and the
embarrassment it would cause
somehow it seems better than
not writing anything at all.
Meena Kandasamy
it is the last day of the year
and you think about writing
a farewell poem for the year
that was, for the year you
began writing poetry
you think of the tragedies
you know, you even plan
to write about naming your only
daughter (whenever she is born,
anyway) after a suicide-bomber
you try to think of fear and hate
and some devious defence for all
those sins you had painstakingly
planned to do just so that your
poetry has more life and colour
and verve and in the end it might
appear that you have experience
you strive like mad to avoid writing
poems about your unseen lover,
you concede deep within that you
do not know his name or age or what
he murders for a living, yet he weaves
his way into every poem of yours
you want to write that single poem
which is free of him, which does not
carry the stains of his masculine scent
and which doesn’t make you think of
his hairless chest and the deftness of his
fingers on you and god yes god his eyes
you want to write a poem just for yourself,
a poem where you do not cringe
or stand shame-faced at his
worship of himself and how
silently and steadfastly he
has made you worship him
you have always known that
your knowledge of him was
very limited—that expecting
the stranger to caress you when
you cry is an insane idea—
after all when your lover comes
he has no memory about the
days and months and years he has
spent inside your heart and he does
not wish to hear for how long you
have harboured him right between
your breasts
you notice the clock tick away
and again you give up writing
that poem for it always eludes you
then,
you succumb to all your cravings
and write all you can about him
forgetting the shame and the
embarrassment it would cause
somehow it seems better than
not writing anything at all.
Meena Kandasamy
Rishi- Posts : 5129
Join date : 2011-09-02
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Whispered Intimacies
And I got your words
Today.
I will have them painted
Tonight.
Try to choose
Or take them all.
Glitter on innocent
Raspberry lips that plead
For touch, for closer
Communion.
Composition in coffee
Cream blending with bitter
Chocolate worn on business
Days.
Ravenous red, for fiery
Animals in us, tamed,
By love in dying
Languages.
Colourless words, invisible
But everywhere—Love
Reserved for needy
Nights.
Love, remember the rain
And our fading words
On lonely nights
Drenching—Drizzling—
Straying to a steady
Chatter or studied
Silence.
Remember our
Whispered intimacies
Which still linger on lips.
Remember that some words
Which once beheld promise
Now hold our bodies
In motion.
Meena Kandasamy
And I got your words
Today.
I will have them painted
Tonight.
Try to choose
Or take them all.
Glitter on innocent
Raspberry lips that plead
For touch, for closer
Communion.
Composition in coffee
Cream blending with bitter
Chocolate worn on business
Days.
Ravenous red, for fiery
Animals in us, tamed,
By love in dying
Languages.
Colourless words, invisible
But everywhere—Love
Reserved for needy
Nights.
Love, remember the rain
And our fading words
On lonely nights
Drenching—Drizzling—
Straying to a steady
Chatter or studied
Silence.
Remember our
Whispered intimacies
Which still linger on lips.
Remember that some words
Which once beheld promise
Now hold our bodies
In motion.
Meena Kandasamy
Rishi- Posts : 5129
Join date : 2011-09-02
Re: 'They don't like women who are flamboyant about sexuality' says the famous Indian woman poet
Am working right now, so no time to read full poems. Will read them at leisure. Did scan the first one, and the bolded parts sound sensual. But but
"you think of the tragedies
you know, you even plan
to write about naming your only
daughter (whenever she is born,
anyway) after a suicide-bomber"
what?
"you think of the tragedies
you know, you even plan
to write about naming your only
daughter (whenever she is born,
anyway) after a suicide-bomber"
what?
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Re: 'They don't like women who are flamboyant about sexuality' says the famous Indian woman poet
>>>TW,Tracy Whitney wrote:Am working right now, so no time to read full poems. Will read them at leisure. Did scan the first one, and the bolded parts sound sensual. But but
"you think of the tragedies
you know, you even plan
to write about naming your only
daughter (whenever she is born,
anyway) after a suicide-bomber"
what?
This woman is an explosion waiting to happen. Angry women do not sexy sirens make. I tried to some of her stuff, but it is gibberish. She is a certifiable nut job.
Kris- Posts : 5461
Join date : 2011-04-28
Re: 'They don't like women who are flamboyant about sexuality' says the famous Indian woman poet
wait, is this Max's heartthrob?
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Re: 'They don't like women who are flamboyant about sexuality' says the famous Indian woman poet
Tracy Whitney wrote:what does she mean by being flamboyant about sexuality?
Just a fancy term for looking for sex outside marriage and then writing / talking about it.
Merlot Daruwala- Posts : 5005
Join date : 2011-04-29
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