I open the fan inscribed
with my sister’s writing
Many-a-word she has laid bare
I read her words
for me only – to share“I’ve been in hell
for many a year
but don’t cry for me
don’t shed a tear
I may not have a chariot
to carry me through the fire
but I have my dreams
to cushion me from the flames
I’ve learnt to meet
the inferno with flying feet
I’ve learnt new recipes
even on hell’s precipes
I no longer char my cake
even though inside, I bake
Not long now, before I escape
Wait for me my sister
as I prepare my rise
look always to the heavens
for a phoenix in the skies”
©Vivian Zems
Real Toads-Speaking in the voice of another
Feudal times in China began with the Xia dynasty in 2070 B.C. and ended with the Revolution of 1911. In those times, girls and women, whose feet were usually bound, were oppressed, often living circumscribed lives of isolation.
In the Hunan province, peasant women developed a secret language of female writing, called nu shu. A young girl was matched with a lifelong best friend, or soul sister, called her laotang, with whom she communicated by letter.
Sometimes these messages were inscribed on fans, which were passed back and forth.
April 6, 2018 at 6:47 pm
How sad, this message from a sister in bondage. My heart goes out to all of those sisters in the past, through your words,,,
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April 6, 2018 at 10:42 pm
Thank you… it is sad indeed. I can’t even imagine it.
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April 6, 2018 at 7:12 pm
You have captured the voice of oppressed women so movingly here. So sad, that only through death is their hope of escape. A lifetime is a long time to wait for freedom. Wonderfully written. Thank you for writing to the prompt.
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April 6, 2018 at 10:46 pm
Thanks, Sherry. What a life..eh? (My pleasure!)
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April 6, 2018 at 8:10 pm
Such heartbreaking words, especially the line about the “flying feet”. Wait for me….so sad. You did beautifully with this prompt.
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April 6, 2018 at 10:46 pm
Thanks, Toni 🙂
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April 6, 2018 at 8:32 pm
This is incredibly potent. You describe beautifully the oppressed women of those times.
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April 6, 2018 at 11:02 pm
Thanks, Sanaa. Such oppression is hard to fathom.
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April 7, 2018 at 2:35 am
Luv your phoenix methapor, wrought so well
Much🌼love
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April 7, 2018 at 10:31 am
Thanks Gillena😊
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April 7, 2018 at 7:49 am
Excruciatingly sad, and powerfully defiant.
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April 7, 2018 at 10:31 am
Thanks Rosemary!😊
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April 7, 2018 at 9:20 am
Very powerful use pf metaphor Vivian. Nailed the prompt.
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April 7, 2018 at 10:29 am
Thanks Paul😊
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April 8, 2018 at 12:20 am
This is heartbreaking. So beautiful.
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April 8, 2018 at 8:01 pm
Thank you. The suffering of others rarely touches us…it’s important to keep the flames of compassion burning.
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April 8, 2018 at 8:37 pm
Amen to that. I think part of the reason is also that we just can’t imagine people would be so cruel, so our brain shuts down. At least I hope it’s part of the reason, and not apathy. Though, sadly, for too many people it also plays a role.
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April 9, 2018 at 10:55 am
Sadly.
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April 9, 2018 at 11:25 am
Not that I think this is a good thing, with the like. Just that at least there’s still some compassion in the world.
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April 10, 2018 at 1:28 am
You have captured the desperateness of this life.
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April 10, 2018 at 6:34 pm
Thank you !😊
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July 30, 2018 at 5:46 am
What is poetry? Reflections, feelings and thoughts compressed in a few words. A bunch of these here
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