February 26, 2013

A poem for all daughters...and sons

I dont think girls need to be tomboys to prove a point. But I do believe we should not restrict choice.

I am anti Barbie, but pro dolls.
I am pro blue but not anti pink.

I don't think a tea party/ a kitchen set is all wrong.
I would not give toy guns to any kid- girl or boy.

Here is what I feel captured far more beautifully by a mother on the other side of the globe.......brought to us by a mightygirl blog.

For My Daughter

By Sarah McMane
“Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be.” – Clementine Paddleford

Never play the princess when you can
be the queen:
rule the kingdom, swing a scepter,
wear a crown of gold.
Don’t dance in glass slippers,
crystal carving up your toes --
be a barefoot Amazon instead,
for those shoes will surely shatter on your feet.

Never wear only pink
when you can strut in crimson red,
sweat in heather grey, and
shimmer in sky blue,
claim the golden sun upon your hair.
Colors are for everyone,
boys and girls, men and women --
be a verdant garden, the landscape of Versailles,
not a pale primrose blindly pushed aside.

Chase green dragons and one-eyed zombies,
fierce and fiery toothy monsters,
not merely lazy butterflies,
sweet and slow on summer days.
For you can tame the most brutish beasts
with your wily wits and charm,
and lizard scales feel just as smooth
as gossamer insect wings.

Tramp muddy through the house in
a purple tutu and cowboy boots.

Have a tea party in your overalls.
Build a fort of birch branches,
a zoo of Legos, a rocketship of
Queen Anne chairs and coverlets,
first stop on the moon.

Dream of dinosaurs and baby dolls,
bold brontosaurus and bookish Belle,
not Barbie on the runway or
Disney damsels in distress --
you are much too strong to play
the simpering waif.

 Don a baseball cap, dance with Daddy,
paint your toenails, climb a cottonwood.
Learn to speak with both your mind and heart.
For the ground beneath will hold you, dear --
know that you are free.
And never grow a wishbone, daughter,
where your backbone ought to be


AA_Mom said...


sandhya said...

Check this out, too, Art. I had read this poem at Peggy Orenstein's blog before it went viral, and asked the poet, Ms McMane for her permission to post it.

Artnavy said...

Sandhya- tnx. how come I missed it then?!! must have been travelling or some such... it is so beautiful no?

Anonymous said...

Thanks Art for posting this poem. Loved it.

Warm wishes