Showing posts with label Danielle Coffyn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Danielle Coffyn. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 11, 2025

Current favorite poem


I'm so upset with the New York Times,  a paper I read daily,  which put up an article asking if Women had Ruined the Workplace.  And when they faced backlash over that,  changed the title to Did Liberal Feminism ruin the workplace?  And then,  when that didn't seem to fix the problem,  changed it to  What is toxic Femininity?   Just such an awful question,  which gave rise to lots of thoughtful articles debunking it


And in a perfect antidote to that,  I found this poem,  by a poet I have written about beforeDanielle Coffyn

If Adam Picked the Apple

There would be a parade,

a celebration,

a holiday to commemorate

the day he sought enlightenment.

We would not speak of

temptation by the devil, rather,

we would laud Adam’s curiosity,

his desire for adventure

and knowing.

We would feast

on apple-inspired fare:

tortes, chutneys, pancakes, pies.

There would be plays and songs

reenacting his courage.

But it was Eve who grew bored,

weary of her captivity in Eden.

And a woman’s desire

for freedom is rarely a cause

for celebration.



Monday, April 14, 2025

Sonder, a poem by Danielle Coffyn

I follow Danielle Coffyn on Threads,  and so far I've loved everything she's written. 



Here is a poem of hers about I concept I think about often - Sonder.  Danielle Coffyn describes Sonder as the profound feeling of realizing that everyone, including strangers passing in the street, has a life as complex as one's own, which they are constantly living despite one's personal lack of awareness of it.





Sonder

the woman who took your parking spot just lost 
her job & the boy howling because there are no 
more croissants is overwhelmed by the noise
& your colleague is bursting with excitement
because she is expecting but its too soon to tell
& your sister decided now is not a good time to be
a mom & the neighbor who hasn't mowed the lawn
in weeks is struggling to find a reason to get out 
of bed & your mother is celebrating ten years
of quiet sobriety & the man buying whiskey just
put down his dog & your best friends is planning
to propose to the love of her life & you are lost
in your own to-do list but all these lives
are important & brutal & beautiful & true.



Let's just sit with that for a moment.  
Isn't it exquisite...