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The 12 Dancing Princesses
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The 12 Dancing Princesses The youngest Princess She's Different In some way (perplexing) Yes, she Coerced her Sisters, but They're always Just a little Less ambitious This one, Though - she's Discovered Each morning Exhausted Feet aching raw Dress muddied hem Dry leaf errant- Clinging eager to Her lush tangles Each of the Formerly Elegant, Delicately Embroidered Slippers in Tatters Sneaking out Obviously... Symbolically Those Frayed shoes Clearly Represents a Hymen (Oh some girls are like that) What can be Done? Let's Write about Her escapades. (A lesson) Overtime Meaning's Lost/embedded Into complexity Of Subtle Metaphors Masquerading As calf-skin Apparel Ribbons Tiny seed beads A delicate In-step In the way we Don't tell girls The truth and Get really Specific... How it smells like Burnt nutmeg / Sofa pillows / Egg whites Dampened hair brush bristles / Seven-Up .....How I imagine the equator looks Your sister's mitten, discovered in the sandbox, last April How it won't Or how it will And in the end It's just A small piece Of you, it's not You, yourself I know At the heart of it Every girl longs To dance The night away. Abbott, Elenore. Grimm's Fairy Tales. New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 1920.       |
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Here is the poem I mentioned from my research studying the removal of clitoris in young girls. Don't tell the real story, they believed. It will just go away. RED HAZE held down by many hands she fought for release from this nightmare of horror her screams were stifled by her Mothers hands a red haze swept over her pulled her through shards of glass and rusty blades down, down, down into the red`sea whose screams ripped through her mind? there were voices,murmers, "quick sew her up..she bleeds upon the soil." she floated in a sticky pool of red. her mother smiled "tomorrow you will get new sandals." She broke your throne, she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the Halleluljah. -Cohen
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That was lovely. Funny how so much is diguised to us through folk tales or poetry. "Tell me the real story Mommy." Reminded me of a poem I wrote regarding the torture when women have clitoris removals. I didnt want to steal your thunder here. Your writing is always such a breath of freshness. Thank you so much. Actually, if you felt inclined and it were not too personal, I'd very much love to read your poem. MT 
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That was lovely. Funny how so much is diguised to us through folk tales or poetry. "Tell me the real story Mommy." Reminded me of a poem I wrote regarding the torture when women have clitoris removals. I didnt want to steal your thunder here. Your writing is always such a breath of freshness. She broke your throne, she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the Halleluljah. -Cohen
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Dear Timmy, Thank you! MT 
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Dear LipsSayAll, Thank you! MT 
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MNNNN!!! 12 virgin's .....pillowfighting???? Yes. That is what the poem is about. Good call.  MT
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3/13/2010 5:08 am |
MNNNN!!! 12 virgin's .....pillowfighting???? Dice has felt the need to improve your boring blog???????
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