A Female’s Emergence and Disappearance

A female emerges and disappears throughout her lifetime. First, she disappears as a child, to be seen but not heard; to be encapsulated in dolly adjectives and little else. Then, she emerges as a blooming flower but she hides. Oh, how she hides. Her beauty is uncertain, unclear and her heart remains hidden beneath layers of doubt and even shame. The world regards her unfurling but she silently weeps. Alas as a lady, she emerges to find her place in the world; yet she disappears with her gentleness, her softness and kindness. The world of men would not treat her right and give her what she deserves, for she is not loud enough to demand. Then, as a wife, she disappears behind her powerful man. Her silent tears fill her faithful bosom, which rises and falls unnoticed. Then, with the first seed growing within her, she emerges as a mother-to-be, for all to shower with attention and care. Yet, as her child emerges, she disappears once more, to enwrap her child with all of her.

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Maya Angelou as a Wife

Peel my petals
one by one with
every womanly task.

Seal my lips
with threads of gold
for compliance is in
every woman’s nature.

Balm my heart
with cold command
for jealousy belongs
to man alone.

Cloak me in
beautiful saris
so I may pretend
to bloom once more.