“Masculine and feminine roles are not biologically fixed but socially constructed.” Judith Butler
The Wound Is Old The wound is old, though not completely grown over, showing its dark promise through the soft, feathered edge, trying to rejuvenate its center, the turn from shame and the imposition of guilt, which down the long grain of time has squandered the meeting of masculine and feminine, a denial of possibility, the loss of a trust barely formed in myths of carefully constructed obscurantism, those fictions of favour cemented in the decline of life. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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It really looks like the moss is trying to patch the hole in the tree. Wow you found a perfect interpretation in this poem. Masculine and feminine traits are supposed to be united but have been separated, it would take a long time for the wound to heal…
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It does look just like that, and yes, sadly, it will take a long time to heal this wound, thank you for the insight.
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Both image and poem are very thought-provoking. The struggle for personal identity and connection with others seems an ongoing challenge.
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One of the real life battles I have discovered, thank you Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Trust is an important word. Butler is a favourite of Daughter #2. She is a consultant on gender issues. personally, I believe in “neither nor.” Neither Nature alone nor Culture alone. It is a bit of both. Yes, many roles (but not all) are social constructs. As in all, Yin and Yang form a mix…
take care.
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Yes, a bit of both, I like your thinking.
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And the thing is we have come back a long way. I keep reminding young women, that Oxford did not “accept” women until 1923… (Well did, undercover – no joke there – but they didn’t get a degree). That’s a century ago… So progress is made. Slowly. Cheers.
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Slowly indeed
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Profound words, Paul.
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Thank you Rupali 🙂
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great capture and message Paul 🙏
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Thank you very much Cindy.
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You’re welcome Paul! 💕
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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Ah, masculine and feminine. I like this Paul
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That ancient dilemma yet to be solved, the great divide. Thank you so much.
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You are soo welcome Paul, and yes, it is an ancient one!
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One day we will overcome it.
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Hopefully. Is this the cue for a song?
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Lol, yes, indeed … 🙂
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A striking photo and a thought-provoking poem, Paul! Someone’s sexual orientation and gender identification don’t concern me. My relationships with the vast majority of people will never be of a sexual nature. I do have concern for how people who deviate from norms are often persecuted. No rational reason for that! 🙂
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Yes, I’m disturbed by judgementalism and those who persecute, who has that right?! Thank you
very much Cheryl
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Thank you very much 🙂
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Amazing poem
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Thank you
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