Ah men, the bane of women,
amen. We pray, we sing this hymn,
that we be not prey to him.
Man’s heart can be but steel,
thieves striving to steal
hour after hour,
our rights to our very selves,
rites that celebrate our being.

Would that we remain on course
coarse not as his ways claim.
We weigh our choices wisely
for we are not poor in intellect.
Pour not your wiles on us sirs,
while we know our truths.
Your heels shall not tread in judgment
for we know only compassion heals.

Tears shall be shed in any decision
for we are caring women, all dear,
not deer caught in your short-sited scope.
And so I repeat to you this hour,
our voices, our bodies,
our strength is in togetherness.
Amen I say to you.
Ah men, we pray they listen.

Written for Tuesday Poetics at dVerse where today, Merril asks us to think about using an echo technique in our poetry…or to write somehow about the idea of echo. I’ve used homophones to echo sounds….two words that sound the same but are spelled differently and have different meanings. There are 12 homophones here. Two use one word as a plural (wiles and and while; ways and weigh). Can you find the other 10? Photo from the Womens’ March in Boston, the day after President Trump’s inauguration. I was there with my daughter.

26 thoughts on “Manifesto

  1. merrildsmith December 10, 2019 / 3:53 pm

    Oh, this is wonderful, Lillian! Wow!
    I was at the march in Philadelphia with sisters and daughter.


  2. Glenn A. Buttkus December 10, 2019 / 4:37 pm

    Manifesto, indeed, Lilian, a bit tongue in cheek with index finger poking hairy chests; I, as a man, hear you clearly. Very clever use of echo verse, slipping it in quietly within the body of the piece; remarkable.


    • lillian December 10, 2019 / 4:42 pm

      Somehow Glenn, I suspect you like my husband, would not be among the men being addressed here.


  3. msjadeli December 10, 2019 / 4:38 pm

    Brilliant and wise. My son’s old girlfriend knitted a pussy hat, gave it to my daughter in-law, and she gave it to me. Whenever I wear it, I get a power surge, seriously! Ah Men, please hear our pleas, Amen. Love this poem, Lillian.

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    • lillian December 10, 2019 / 4:43 pm

      Somehow I knew you would not be among the men being addressed here. 😊 So glad you enjoyed.

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  4. Ali Grimshaw December 10, 2019 / 7:37 pm

    This is so well done. How clever to use the homophones to create your echo.


  5. Mary (tqhousecat) December 10, 2019 / 10:35 pm

    You have to y everything at least twice to a man, no matter who they are. Love how you did this!


  6. revivedwriter December 10, 2019 / 11:52 pm

    This is impressive. I love the homophones and the effective way that they echo, but with new meaning.


  7. lynn__ December 11, 2019 / 12:23 am

    Fun to find homophones: hymn/him, hour/our, course/coarse, steel/steal, heels/heals, dear/deer, Amen/Ah, men. I admire your poem, Lillian! (even if disappointed by dreadful headgear and trampling of unborn daughters’ rights)


  8. kim881 December 11, 2019 / 2:38 am

    I watched an excellent TV programme about Margaret Atwood recently and your ‘Manifesto’ reminded me of her, Lill. I had fun looking for the homophones – that was a great way to echo sounds. We could almost echo Trump with chump…


  9. Indira December 11, 2019 / 4:58 am

    Nice.’ strength is in togetherness.’ So true.


  10. hank77 December 11, 2019 / 9:41 am


    Woman power, a persuasive stance will sure bring the desired result mainly because generally man has a soft spot when presented with the soft approach



  11. areadingwriter December 12, 2019 / 1:49 am

    Such creative play on Amen and Ah men . An echoing poem!


  12. adda December 12, 2019 / 7:57 am

    Awesome Lill!!! Loved the play with words yet the message is clear.


  13. Christine Irving December 12, 2019 / 9:11 am

    This what keeps the craft so interesting. – the way we get to echo meaning,strengthen and reiterate it with form. Thanks for this twist on the use of homophones, I will add it to my tool belt.

    The courthouse square in my little town in Texas filled to overflowing with women. I was there. Women meet so joyfully with such good humor to protest even when we’re mad as hell. I wore the pussy hat my sister made me and a sign saying “I can’t believe I still have to protest this SOS!

    Incredibly heartening to stand with women incredibly sad that we still have to do it.

    Thank you for this poem and the picture.


  14. memadtwo December 12, 2019 / 9:16 am

    An excellent manifesto.
    And if only certain men in particular had ears that could hear something other than their own voice…(K)


  15. calmkate December 12, 2019 / 9:56 pm

    profound message and love your style using the homophones here, unusual but makes me read it closer!


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