Almighty God, why, oh, why?
Did you mold men out of burned, bituminous grime, blighted ‘n bruised earth?
Did you braid a gossamer thread of passion within or mere mundane mirth?
Can courtly compliments, boisterous banter, ruffs’ n frills make a man whole?
Can it cloak the blackness, the vile villainy woven into the fabrics of their soul?
They gallivant around sporting their slender swords with a spirited stance,
Billing’ n cooing, willingly wooing, whiling away hours in a merry dance.
A sliver of silvery snow of January is but sown in the roots of their core,
Bitter, biting winds blow at whim, severing ‘n scraping every single pore.
You turned out to be the lowest of those vicious, vain ‘n vapid devils,
The allegations on charms’ n chastity of demure Hero evince your evils,
If a fleeting glimpse could turn you into a Cupid struck, beguiled beau,
Hideous hearsay could surely rustle into you a monstrous merciless foe.
- Snippet from my poem A Coven of Cowards (Chrysanthemum Chronicles Journal: Volume 1, Issue 2)
Chrysanthemum Chronicles Volume 1, Issue 2 has been dedicated to the Bard of Literature himself, none other than William Shakespeare. It’s a tribute in verse to the most loved female protagonists from the great Bard’s Galaxy of immortal characters.
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A rebel in her own right, Beatrice embodies a new-age woman with strong opinions and independent thoughts in the androcentric renaissance society.
Armed with a bold sense of humor and sharp wit, her progressive mind declines to be defined by traditional gender and desires a marriage of equals.
She does not cave in the face of unjust, unfair allegations and does not mince words when verbalizing her outrage. Beatrice breathes again whenever a woman stands up for herself and others, speak unapologetically about their beliefs, and fight for equality. Her voice is as relevant today as it was hundreds of years back.
And that is precisely the reason why I chose to resurrect Beatrice from Shakespeare’s celebrated play, ‘Much Ado about Nothing,’ in my poem ’A Coven of Cowards.’
It’s an attempt to channel her wrath against the unreasonable cruelty of men and resentment at the limitations of her own gender.