[Is
a woman socially empowered thing? All modern, social and financial, parameters
say so. However, she, the woman in the poem, doesn’t know that she is
empowered. What a heck! Like a blind soul not knowing anything about light, she
has no idea as to what is empowerment. When told that she is a really an
empowered creature, she sulks, thinking for a moment that even such an
empowerment can’t save her conjugal bliss, which, like a greased pig, can never
be caught.]
My
dear, darling husband!
Can
you forgive me that I did not run
to
welcome you as you came in the door?
Forgive
I did not sew your buttons on
and
left a mess strewn on the kitchen floor?
A
woman’s life is never fully done
with
conjugal bliss forever gone.
The
things I did I should have left undone
the
things I lost that I could not restore;
Will
you forgive I wasn’t any fun?
Will
you forgive I couldn’t give you more?
A
woman’s life is never fully done
with
conjugal bliss forever gone.
I
never finished what I had begun,
I
could not keep the promises I swore,
So
we fought battles neither of us won
and
I said ‘Sorry!’ and you banged the door.
A
woman’s life is never fully done
with
conjugal bliss forever gone.
But
in the empty space now you are gone
I
find the time I didn’t have before.
I
lock the house and walk out to the sun
where
sea beats upon a wider shore
and
a woman’s life is never fully done
with
conjugal bliss forever gone.
[This
poem by Dorothy Nimmo has all time relevance; it fits into every beleaguered
woman who wants to retain her conjugal bliss even at the cost of her dignity
and self-esteem. International Women’s Day is all set to be celebrated on March
8. However, I’m a bit fast thinking all day is women’s day. So, here goes my
advance greetings to all women who feel they are empowered and also to those
who dream of getting empowered sooner than later. Those poor lots have been
dreaming such a dream for decades and decades with no light in sight]
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