NaPoWriMo: Day 14

16 April days left, 16 poems left to write…

Not including this one, which I’ve written taking different points of departure. Firstly I’ve used today’s prompt from NaPo: A poem in the persona or voice of a superhero (or a supervillain)? So I’ve used Invisible Woman, because Jessica Alba who played her in the movie also played Dark Angel, mutant hero, which makes it all good.

I’ve also used the Jo Bell prompt to write to your favourite or unfavourite poet, saying what you need to say. Here’s Cathy Byrant to Sylvia Plath. I was re-reading Carol Ann Duffy’s Feminine Gospels today, and this poem is in the style of her work in that.  I haven’t quite pulled it off but it was fun to write.

 

To be invisible, she learnt, she must be naked,

take off her clothes, strip down to her flesh and strike

a superhero pose, where no one could see. Damsel,

etched a number on her chest, part of the gang,

Then she got married, pregnant, flew to a zone

where the baby would grow, safe, in her womb

then born, betrayed, outraged, took a hike from being wife

shoved her toes into stockings, went dancing, fell,

laddered her legs, went back to him, threw the net

of her skin over them all, the cloak of herself

Till she bulged at the waist, motherhood rearing

it’s head, bad, a lifetime in bed, nursing only pain till

peeled back her life to re-emerge, Malice

in her teeth and her tongue, threw

the disc of her anger across the room, it sliced

through a torso like a knife through fruit.

 

*

 

Divided, like an apple split in two

she fought tooth and nail kill what you love

make your hate true, body hunter

gathering heads like pearls to string on a choker

finally, expelled, leaving her cleaner

leader, wore a suit, waving the flag of a tie

at the face of the world.

 

Related Posts:

Passion Flowers (Day fourteen) (www.postcardsfromtheattic.wordpress.com)

Day 14: NaPoWriMo 2013: Confessions of a Web Slinger (genesmusings.wordpress.com)

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