Thursday, November 6, 2008

Atlassa

They keep apart
Heaven and earth
Twixt twenty five
And fifty five

Neither young
Neither old
Neither man
None to care

Gritting and baring
Frustrated teeth
Blamed and exploited
Poor milch cow

She’ll never shrug
Fearing the chaos
The tortured blades.
They couldn’t care less.

Did Rand get the sex wrong?

2 comments:

L. Venkata Subramaniam said...

Atlassa thats a beautiful name. Was she some historical figure, is this poem related to her? I am confused that this poem should be called by that name.

kochuthresiamma p .j said...

atlassa - my coinage.female version of atlas.-remeber the atlas of ayn rand's atlas shrugged?
poem about women above 25 - the most exploited category in the world