Women fear that their houses are dirty
for they themselves are judge, jury and hangman
and fear the decisions they would hand down if
But men have judged more wrongly and quickly
one said I would not let you in my rooms
as though I were obviously the entire problem, in myself
We women own nothing in this world but our children,
for a little while
the titles are always in men's names, but still we are responsible
for every excrement stain in the bathrooms
the discolored grout. One in-law told me
the other relatives were amazed at the cleanness
of her grout- never mind that her soul was growing blacker
by the minute
I could almost live outside,
if the gods would not hold me responsible
for the fallen leaves and leaning fences
And the sagging of the cows udders.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh Patti I can so identify with this one - if World War 3 broke out tomorrow it would be my fault! ! I get blamed for everything, as does the rest of womankind no doubt