But it seems to me the only way to end these horrible wars is for the women to be more active than those in Lysistrata -- to indeed kill the warrior when he returns victorious.
In parental exasperation my mother declared
“You’ll marry Kenny Craigmile
and be a farmer’s wife.”
In adolescent rage, I ran to my room --
I had learned not to make a scene --
I wrote in my diary, She understands
Nothing, Nothing! NOTHING!!!
Nor did I. I moved farther and farther away
From her and from Kenny Craigmile
But the script of gender, caste, education
Was strongly writ in the 1950s USA:
I succumbed, in my own way, to mating,
nesting, a little social climbing.
Educating myself beyond college courses
I discovered The Feminine Mystique,
Then wrote my first important script,
The End of the Teflon-Coated Life.
I struggled to write strong scripts –
to learn to make scenes; but I could not
Write scenes like men did. For them scenes
Came naturally loud, violent, profame
Or clever, contrived, intellectualized.
My heroine became Clytemnestra who,
Unlike patient, prevaricating Penelope,
Worked with her lover to ruled Mycenae
Well. She killed filicide Agamemnon
When he returned victorious from Troy.
She has been reviled these many millennia.
Men wrote the scripts about war and women.