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I Have No Gun,But I Can Spit

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Some thirty inches from my nose
The frontier of my Person goes,
And all the untilled air between
Is private pagus or demesne.
Stranger, unless with bedroom eyes
I beckon you to fraternize,
Beware of rudely crossing it:
I have no gun, but I can spit.

-Wystan Hugh Auden

The Valley of Unrest

Once it smiled a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell;
They had gone unto the wars,
Trusting to the mild-eyed stars,
Nightly, from their azure towers,
To keep watch above the flowers,
In the midst of which all day
The red sun-light lazily lay.
Now each visitor shall confess
The sad valley’s restlessness.
Nothing there is motionless—
Nothing save the airs that brood
Over the magic solitude.
Ah, by no wind are stirred those trees
That palpitate like the chill seas
Around the misty Hebrides!
Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven
That rustle through the unquiet Heaven
Uneasily, from morn till even,
Over the violets there that lie
In myriad types of the human eye—
Over the lilies there that wave
And weep above a nameless grave!
They wave:—from out their fragrant tops
External dews come down in drops.
They weep:—from off their delicate stems
Perennial tears descend in gems.
– by Edgar Allan Poe

♀ Inspiring Women ♀

To celebrate International Women’s Day 2016, here are 10 incredible women from the history who broke the rules and spoke their voices.

George Sand

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“You can bind my body, tie my hands, govern my actions: you are the strongest, and society adds to your power; but with my will, sir, you can do nothing.” – George Sand (1804-1876)

George Sand (born Amantine-Lucile-Aurore Dupinwas a French novelist, a leader in the Romantic movement in literature, a feminist libertine, and a socialist champion of the working class. Sand lived a true bohemian lifestyle, she wore men’s clothing, smoked cigars, and used her masculine pen name in public.

Emmeline Pankhurst

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“We are here, not because we are law-breakers; we are here in our efforts to become law-makers.” –  – Emmeline Pankhurst (1858-1928)

Emmeline Pankhurst was a passionate British political activist and leader of the British suffragette movement who helped women win the right to vote.

Marie Curie

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“Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood.” – Marie Curie (1867-1934)

Marie Curie was a Polish -French physicist and chemist who conducted pioneering research on radioactivity. She was the first woman to have received two Nobel Prizes

Amelia Earhart

Amelia:

“Everyone has ocean’s to fly, if they have the heart to do it. Is it reckless? Maybe. But what do dreams know of boundaries?” – Amelia Earhart (1897 – 1937)

Amelia Earhart was an American aviation pioneer and author. Earhart was the first female aviator to fly solo across the Atlantic Ocean and set many other records throughout her career.

Virginia Woolf

“As a woman I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman, my country is the whole world.” ― Virginia Woolf  (1912 – 1941)

Virginia Woolf was an English writer and one of the foremost modernists of the twentieth century. Woolf was a significant figure in London literary society and a central figure in the influential Bloomsbury Group of intellectuals.

Woolf’s best-known nonfiction works, A Room of One’s Own and Three Guineas, examine the difficulties that female writers and intellectuals faced because men held disproportionate legal and economic power and the future of women in education and society, as the societal effects of industrialization and birth control had not yet fully been realized.

Ayn Rand

Ayn Rand, novelist and philosopher. "The smallest minority on earth is the individual. Those who deny individual rights cannot claim to be defenders of minorities.":

“The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me.”
― Ayn Rand (1905 – 1982)

Ayn Rand was a Russian-born American novelist, philosopher. Rand developed a unique philosophical system called Objectivsim

Rand’s “Objectivism”, describing its essence as “the concept of man as a heroic being, with his own happiness as the moral purpose of his life, with productive achievement as his noblest activity, and reason as his only absolute.”

 

Rosa Parks

“I knew someone had to take the first step and I made up my mind not to move.” – Rosa Parks (1913-2005)

Rosa Parks was an African American civil rights activist, whom the United States Congress called “the first lady of civil rights” and “the mother of the freedom movement”.

In this 1955 picture, Rosa Parks is seen in her Montgomery county mugshot after being arrested for refusing to give up her seat on a public bus to a white passenger. The actions of Rosa Parks and the subsequent Montgomery Bus Boycott became important symbols of the Civil Rights Movement during the mid-20th century.

Aung San Suu Kyi

"You can only hope as hard as you work. We work very hard, so we have the right to hope.” Aung San Suu Kyi:

 

“The only real prison is fear, and the only real freedom is freedom from fear”
― Aung San Suu Kyi

Aung San Suu Khi is the leader of Burma’s democracy movement and winner of the 1991 Nobel Peace Prize. 1990 the Burmese military put her under house arrest after winning a legal democratic election. She endured her punishment and was released five years later, never wavering in her beliefs and hope for the future of Burma and its people.

Yayoi Kusama 

Yayoi Kusama was a leader in the avant-garde movement. . She is also part of the pop art, minimalist and feminist art movements.:

“Polka dots can’t stay alone. When we obliterate nature and our bodies with polka dots we become part of the unity of our environments. ” – Yayoi Kusama

Yayoi Kusama was a Japanses artist and write. Throughout her career she has worked in a wide variety of media, including painting, collage, scat sculpture, performance art, and environmental installations. She was considered one of the leaders in the avant-garde movement. She is also part of the pop art, minimalist and feminist art movements.

Kathleen Hanna

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“While sexism hurts women most intimately, it also damages men severely.”

Kathleen Hanna is an American musician, feminist activist, and punk zine writer. In the early-to mid-1990s she was the lead singer of feminist punk band Bikini Kill, before fronting Le Tigre in the late 1990s

“History” – Robert Lowell

History has to live with what was here,
clutching and close to fumbling all we had—
it is so dull and gruesome how we die,
unlike writing, life never finishes.
Abel was finished; death is not remote,
a flash-in-the-pan electrifies the skeptic,
his cows crowding like skulls against high-voltage wire,
his baby crying all night like a new machine.
As in our Bibles, white-faced, predatory,
the beautiful, mist-drunken hunter’s moon ascends—
a child could give it a face: two holes, two holes,
my eyes, my mouth, between them a skull’s no-nose—
O there’s a terrifying innocence in my face
drenched with the silver salvage of the mornfrost.

“Alone”

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone…

Edgar Allan Poe, The Poetry of Edgar Allan Poe, Vol. 2

A Supermarket in California

What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked
down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking
at the full moon.
In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon
fruit supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations!
What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at
night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes!
–and you, García Lorca, what were you doing down by the watermelons?

I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking
among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops?
What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
I wandered in and out of the brilliant stacks of cans following you,
and followed in my imagination by the store detective.
We strode down the open corridors together in our solitary fancy
tasting artichokes, possessing every frozen delicacy, and never passing the
cashier.

Where are we going, Walt Whitman? The doors close in a hour.
Which way does your beard point tonight?
(I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the supermarket and
feel absurd.)
Will we walk all night through solitary streets? The trees add shade
to shade, lights out in the houses, we’ll both be lonely.
Will we stroll dreaming of the lost America of love past blue automo-
biles in driveways, home to our silent cottage?
Ah, dear father, graybeard, lonely old courage-teacher, what America
did you have when Charon quit poling his ferry and you got out on a
smoking bank and stood watching the boat disappear on the black waters of
Lethe?

–Allen Ginsberg, Berkeley, 1955