I Am a Female of the New Times

I am a female of the new times,
Which means I really haven't any clue.
Men may carry over some belongings,
But women will be altogether new.
Each of us will have to be a sculptor
Carving madly every stage of life.
Our models must be pure imagination
Dancing in the winds of daily strife.
I'm sure there will be much I will regret:
Freedom offers vast fields for mistakes.
But I will spend my time among the mountains
Bathing in the shock of icy lakes.
I know that I don't know what I will be,
And find that total ignorance inviting.
May many of my sisters come with me!
The journey will be painful and exciting.
Dr. Barbara Rubin, in Her Consize and Pity
Dr. Barbara Rubin, in her consize and pity
Re-sent study, has shone
(Regarding mothers and daughters)
Udder facts den dose we taut
Before ye olde chain-male scholarshit was punatrated
(In due coarse) by woe men! recently re-leased from mousehold jaws,
Noing what they new were rested intervests.
Patricia
Patricia is a gentlewoman's name:
A name that's rooted in the world of men.
The modern version's not what you'd call tame,
Rough on shoes and words. But she knows when
It pays to shift her voice to feminine charm,
Choosing to take weakness off the shelf,
Intimate in order to disarm
A passing lover--and, perhaps, herself?
Sarah
Sarah knows precisely what she wants
And doesn't have a clue to what she needs.
Revising all the journals of her heart,
A modern woman springs from what she reads,
Her faces alien to the ghosts she haunts.
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