SerenWise

The Art of Giving a F*ck

I see in artworks

Painted strokes

And marble sculpture,

Pliant bodies, nubile virginity;

Searching fingers pressing -

Squeezing, searching

The pliant flesh

With aggressive male virility.

 

Scenes of agony and fear

Bring fresh pain so near;

 The memories and thoughts

Still tumble, fresh like shame,

Upon my canvas.

 

Was I ever art, or just another

Nubile plaything?

A feast for greedy eyes,

That hunger and lust

For beauty without love,

Or the gentility of respect.

 

When I see these arts

Magnificent as they are,

I cannot smile

Or gaze in awe,

For I feel raped over again -

That burning shame still raw -

As my poor foremothers

Have felt before.

Comments5

  • Goddess of the Mist

    Really good - I feel the emotion very strongly!

  • Neville


    without going into too much detail.. it feels to me, as a poet, you have come of age...
    Todays poem 'The Art of Giving a F*ck is without doubt your finest to date... at least it is in my book..

    Neville

  • Neville


    without going into too much detail.. it feels to me, as a poet, you have come of age...
    Todays poem 'The Art of Giving a F*ck is without doubt your finest to date... at least it is in my book..

    Neville

  • Fay Slimm.

    This emotive write touches the core of age-old abuse - - seen from male ego the female has ever been " a feast for greedy eyes" and nothing more -- applause for this outing of unsmiling shame that art still displays the female's raw deal.
    Thanks for the posting Seren and Into my favourites for sure.

  • peto

    Your writing has always held weight seren
    This was particularly strong
    Maybe even allowing us a little glimpse at yourself



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