Spelling by Margaret Atwood

My daughter plays on the floor
with plastic letters,
red, blue & hard yellow,
learning how to spell,
spelling,
how to make spells.

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I wonder how many women
denied themselves daughters,
closed themselves in rooms,
drew the curtains
so they could mainline words.

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A child is not a poem,
a poem is not a child.
There is no either / or.
However.

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I return to the story
of the woman caught in the war
& in labour, her thighs tied
together by the enemy
so she could not give birth.

Ancestress: the burning witch,
her mouth covered by leather
to strangle words.

A word after a word
after a word is power.

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At the point where language falls away
from the hot bones, at the point
where the rock breaks open and darkness
flows out of it like blood, at
the melting point of granite
when the bones know
they are hollow & the word
splits & doubles & speaks
the truth & the body
itself becomes a mouth.

This is a metaphor.

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How do you learn to spell?
Blood, sky & the sun,
your own name first,
your first naming, your first name,
your first word.


Hahah I decided I might post stuff before my posts, like LY posts songs but I'll post poems instead. I still like I Am The Song.
I also like I Am The Messenger on a maybe-not-so-random note.

I'm still having trouble with the stupid story. All because of Viede and Pinion and Ethe and Quinn. The only characters I don't have trouble with are Daemus and Ethan, and that's because they're awesome. Or maybe it's because one babbles on and on while the other doesn't talk at all. Well Ethe doesn't speak literally but he has this whiteboard so it doesn't count. I suppose Ethe and Ethan are related? I don't know myself hahah. I'd like to think they were sort of like brothers o___o Since they share similar names and similar characteristics lol.
Anyway I just need someone to tell me what's wrong with my story, because I've read it so many times I don't think my judgement is reliable anymore. I'm so glad that Illu said Viede is likeable haha. But Daemus is still... Okay, maybe I have trouble with him >___> I know I sound like a bloody idiot now.

Anyways, on a random note, I think makeup's useless unless you're looking for a boyfriend, which I'm not, and even if I was I doubt I'd do it anyway. Just saying. And reading that beauty comprehension about people using bird droppings and plucking their scalps scared me too much HAHAH.

I AM NOW POWERLESS FROM LAUGHING IN LY'S WEIRD WAY. WHY IS THAT SO.
HAHAH.