My Ode to You, Wonder Women

I never admired Wonder Woman

Not because she is a female but because of what she represents

The ideal that one woman stands as a champion above them all

Wonder Woman may have strength comparable to Greek myths but she pales in comparison to what I see everyday

I’ve heard the songs dedicated to women that fail to emphasize what I see

That woman are more than pretty eyes and thick thighs

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“Picking Flowers” by Trash Riot

More than full lips and slender hips

More than protruding chests and ample breasts

When I look at a woman I see the very embodiment of greatness

I see a person that constantly has to endure sexualization thrust upon her by an ignorant society

I see a person that does thrice the work for a quarter of the recognition and yet continues to press on

I see a never-faltering pillar still standing, not in spite of the opposition thrown against her, but because of it

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If I remember everything,

You’ll say I misremembered this or that.

But I do remember some things

And if you’ll indulge me just this once:

 

Rive Gauche-bound with erotic notions

Rapacious and acquisitive,

Impassioned and satisfied.

Sitting close together,

Tangled like the vines of the Tuileries.

 

Lethal doses of carnality,

Fiery and foolhardy,

Tender and coy.

Steam plumes,

Billowing like the trains of the Gare du Nord.

 

Lofty eyes and

Dulcet voices

My personal muse in Montparnasse.

-poem by Peter Lengyel 

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