Misogyny

by Gwyneth Lewis I see you, great literary men, holding a party Just beyond me. You are loving and greeting Each other while I’m caught in the junk room Of your misogynies: mahogany furniture Shipped from crises on older continents, Is blocking my way. Massive and polished, They shine in the gloom, recalcitrant. Grand LyricalContinue reading “Misogyny”