And if it snowed and snow covered the drive
he took a spade and tossed it to one side.
And always tucked his daughter up at night
And slippered her the one time that she lied.
And every week he tipped up half his wage.
And what he didn't spend each week he saved.
And praised his wife for every meal she made.
And once, for laughing, punched her in the face.

And for his mum he hired a private nurse.
And every Sunday taxied her to church.
And he blubbed when she went from bad to worse.
And twice he lifted ten quid from her purse.

Here's how they rated him when they looked back:
sometimes he did this, sometimes he did that.

by Simon Armitage

Comments (9)

You brought forth a girl in your poem and made her live... she lives and breathes and feels and tries and cries. Wonderful storytelling abilities in this poem. But most of all and best of all you looked at the world from the other side of her eyes, as she sees it, as she feels it. If people do not feel for this child growing into womanhood, then they are the cruel kind of people who in this poem did not find it in their hearts to love and love without reservation and without judgment.A well-written poem, my dear friend, that reveals you are made of compassion. 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Yes! This is poetry! Raw emotions, a '' good '' shock for the reader, cutting through his/her fiber! A poem that lingers on, is a poem well-written - this one is Great!
A woman's whole life summed up so beautifully. This poem reflects an acute social awareness. Its hard to believe it has come from the pen of a male. You definitely know what women have to suffer in the name of customs n traditions. A very powerful voice for gender equality u r. Your style of writing is straightforward hence very effective in conveying the message. A poem that leaves a mark on reader's heart. Full marks.
This poem is very close to home for me. I enjoyed reading it very much.
This was so original so feminine that I could hardly believe this is coming from a man. So, I went back to your poet page … and i found the woman who lives in a man’s heart! Hey! Is she the reflection of your Neena? She must have left a deep impression in your life … Or the woman in your heart was already there? So, your heart fell for Neena. I couldn’t understand eggs came first or the chick? (Don’t take it hard I’m just kidding) ……………………………………………………………………………….. Right from the beginning of her life it was too imposing – “A tomboy who don’t fit to her mother’s shoes was imposed with a scornful life And not to talk of those unwelcomed lessons that forced her to live a meek life What did they actually mean when they said ‘be feminine’ and ‘learn manners’? ! To be weak and submissive? ! And surrender all her dreams? ! She was constantly shamed for the sin she never committed Or for the sin that was never a sin at all? ! It happened not just as a girl but continued even when she converted herself into a loving woman. Maybe it’s never going to stop, it happened in past when Maharishi Valmiki was writing his great epic! It’s happening with me and I fear it may happen with my daughter too… But I don’t understand how Valmiki being Maharishi could do such a blunder When he could foresee everything! He knew how his epic is going to impress people in future He knew what Sita, the Mother of us will bring to women folk Yet, he created her so weak so feeble so submissive… Never ever raised her voice against the injustice done to her And now man expect their woman to be her How can he be so cruel to his own creation that he let her walk on fire? Or he was not maharishi But another man like the ones we have now? ! Don’t worry I’m not talking about you. There may be some man inside whose heart there lives a woman. And you’re one such! This poem was so insightful so bold that I can’t stop thinking about it. Literally, I’m sinking into your idea… partly it was like one of my most liked feministic poem “an introduction” by Kamala Das. Thank you very much for a brilliant poem! !
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