The Brontes, in a frightful mood,
explore the moor and heather.
Wearing wide-brimmed hats they wander..
finding twig and feather.
If asked, perchance, of why they brood,
they claim it's not the weather.
Just as it's surprising when plants sprout through concrete sidewalks, it's amazing
that certain women from our collective past persisted in their writing. Like other women,
these Brontes might have buckled under the social pressures layered upon the "fair sex".
Yet they kept their character and wits about them. They prevailed in a publishing world
which was regulated by the un "fair sex". In tribute to women writers, my droll verse and symbolic illustration suggests curious and complex reasons for their side-stepping of the question posed. Good. Tight-fitting or not, it's enriching to step into the shoes of others.
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