1. A corner hat is shaped like a triangle, no? The kind of cap the Yankees stuck a noodle in and called macaroni? Is it also called a Dutch cap or is this just because the first time I saw one was in a Dutch painting?
Wait, I think they’re called three-cornered hats. Nevermind.
2. Is anyone going to share some poetry sometime or are we just all up in the fist politik? Maybe investing in boxing gloves instead of pens now? Because I would recommend oven mitts. Much cheaper. Or take all the hair out of your brush and tape it to your hands. Imagine politicians getting a mouthful of that! I think we know who would get the bitchin’, gold belt after one of those hooks.
Poetry is politics. All womyn must learn that, and the sooner the better.
If it were the other way around, it would truly no longer be a man’s world.
I will post the new issue when I’m able—quit naggin’! Jeez, you’re as bad as Lael.
Poetry is as political as gardening, if your issue is important enough. The existence of a feminist’s sonnets should not preclude the existence of my odes to my cat: I DARE you to say that mine isn’t as important to me as yours is to you.
That’s about as valid as saying poetry is kung fu. Some poetry is kung fu, no doubt. However, I don’t believe poetry is structurally sound enough to bear the weight of constant politicism. And why should it?
No nagging, just a nicker.
Post feminism?
Post woman.
Post Modern?
Post Mortem.