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Where are the Eleanors And Godivas riding In power and insight, With spirit and mystique. They aren't in jewelry Or splashed on jeans. Vishti refused to attend Her drunken Lord; She is no mirror for Isabella, So inexperienced in love. Anne H. fought for liberty, Bella likes to shake blonde ringlets On her shoulders; The nervous Anastasia, The clumsy Swan, So modest And ill-spoken With downcast eyes. Katniss is no Palla Athena Or Garibaldi, though there's promise. They are bound, timid heroines. Malala never shot an arrow, But spoke like Rosa, like Golda. Yet, your childish sword-bearers Are still desired by the men They encounter; Not as Susan B was courted. Do they understand How the chase ends, These self-depricating heroines.
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 9:08 AM UTC
More Malalas, Please
Where are the Eleanors And Godivas riding In power and insight, With spirit and mystique. They aren't in jewelry Or splashed on jeans. Vishti refused to attend Her drunken Lord; She is no mirror for Isabella, So inexperienced in love. Anne H. fought for liberty, Bella likes to shake blonde ringlets On her shoulders; The nervous Anastasia, The clumsy Swan, So modest And ill-spoken With downcast eyes. Katniss is no Palla Athena Or Garibaldi, though there's promise. They are bound, timid heroines. Malala never shot an arrow, But spoke like Rosa, like Golda. Yet, your childish sword-bearers Are still desired by the men They encounter; Not as Susan B was courted. Do they understand How the chase ends, These self-depricating heroines.
Today's heroines don't seem to be the best role models.
francie-lynch
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 9:08 AM UTC
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