“From fragments of sentences that fell from his lips, I understood him to be claiming that he’d been on his way to his true and noble destination when he was sidetracked by women. He himself, he asserted, would have been contented with an unadorned life, a roof over his head to shelter him from weather, a cot to sleep on, a stove to keep him warm when cold winds blew, and upon which he could prepare spartan meals.
All men aspire toward the mountain peaks, but women drive them down into valleys of domesticity where they are ambushed by family life and other degrading and petty tyrannies.”
Paula Fox / Borrowed Finery, a memoir.
I imagine you,
on your tedious journeys
think only of this doorway,
this chair and this fire,
and that; so focused
you are able to find your way home.
©Cindy Taylor 2008
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