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Nevertheless, We Persist: #BOAW2017 The #GirlBoner Edition!

Nevertheless, We Persist

She was warned.

She was given an explanation.

Nevertheless, she persisted.”

One woman dared to stand up,

revealing her sacred spaces,

her divine strength

and defied the rules

and the man

who tried to silence her.

“She was warned.

She was given an explanation.

Nevertheless, she persisted.”

Each woman has

her journey to make

Her stand to take

Her words to speak

Her love to share

In each of us,

a sacred space

belonging to us,

and to us alone.

She was warned.

She was given an explanation.

Nevertheless, she persisted.”

My own sacred inner space

pinging and zinging with truth

when I first heard those words,

spoken by a man,

from his patriarchal privilege,

as decree and judgment

upon a woman who dared

to call out a man,

echoing another woman

who had once done the same.

As women, we are often warned.

We’re given explanations.

We’re told, from the time we’re tiny girls,

that we are to follow the rules,

not step beyond the bounds

society made to envelop us

our lives,

our sacred selves,

our voices,

our bodies…

And the power of

Our sexuality.

Nevertheless, we persist.

Innumerable warnings,

from blatant to subtle,

told me I must

play “second fiddle” to men.

I made a good show

The “dutiful daughter”

But inside,

I was subversive,


a sexual being,

just waiting to come

out and show myself.

I was warned.

I was given an explanation-

“Why buy the milk

When you can have the cow

For free?”

Nevertheless, I persisted

in believing

that I wasn’t a cow

That I had more to offer

As a wife

than my virginity.

I persisted,

Despite explanations

And warnings

Persisted, and insisted

that I had the right

to self-determination.

I was warned

I was given explanations

from the time I was a tiny girl,

to follow the rules,

not step beyond the bounds

made to envelop me

my life,

my sacred self,

my voice,

my body…

And the power of

My sexuality.

I was warned.

Nevertheless I persisted

in becoming

More than labels –





I persisted until

I became wholly myself

So that I could look at my own

tiny girl of a daughter

and see the seeds of

a woman freed

From the warnings

and the explanations

A freedom that persists

And insists that

she simply

always be


This post is part of the Beauty of a Woman BlogFest VI – #GirlBoner Edition! To read more entries, and potentially win a fun prize, visit the fest page on August’s McLaughlin’s site between today and 11pm PST March 11th.


I am myself. I own my life, and live with three other people who own theirs. My intention is to do only those things that bring me joy, and to give myself wholly to those things I do. Writing has been my passion throughout my life, and this will become the home for my writing life...because it brings me great joy!

23 thoughts on “Nevertheless, We Persist: #BOAW2017 The #GirlBoner Edition!

    1. Me too. It’s funny; I had a carefully constructed outline that was leading to something….more dead than alive.

      Then Miah spent a few hours overnight hanging with me in my office. We listened to They Might Be Giants, chatted, and he showed me some games – and I suddenly saw a poem buried in the middle of my “meh” essay. I started picking things out of it (that’s the one on the site). After that, this one came much more easily….being up over 30 hours often makes the inner boundaries go fuzzier, so there’s more room for dream and poetry there.

      I kind of love what emerged. A very good defense of the nocturnal life, for those of us who live it. =)

      1. At least for those who can live it. Sometimes it works for me, but it’s an inconsistent thing. Glad you find inspiration and joy in it for yourself

        1. I don’t stay ip every night…only some of them, usually near the full moon. Many people I’ve talked to have noticed the same. Not only that, I’m far more creatively inclined at that point. So, as much as I can, I go with it.

          1. Oh, yes! The full moon is definitely a thing for me too. At the very least because bright light of any kind disturbs my sleep much more now than it used to in college. 😉

            And yes, I definitely can see the creative edge then. I don’t always want to be awake (full moon days tend to be busier too, I’ve noticed), but the ideas spin so fast!

  1. “Each woman has
    her journey to make
    Her stand to take
    Her words to speak”
    This is gorgeous, and it is my story too. Thank you for this beautiful poem.

    1. I’m glad it spoke to you, too. My once- tiny girl stands now on the verge of womanhood, and, if there’s one thing I know about this fierce, bright young flame of a soul, it’s that she is unequivocably herself. And it’s pretty breathtaking!

    1. Matter of fact, I have…but I’m a little stumped about revising poetry. It’s not like fiction, or even essays (which is what these were until the poems leapt out of them and demanded liberation!)…and I’m kind of flummoxed.

      The compromise is that I’ll probably start with some of the Star Trek fan poetry I’ve written, because it’s a bit less intensely me I’m carving and changing, if that makes sense. If I can make an unofficial chapbook of that, I can get feedback from other fans, and then maybe move on to some of the more personal poetry.

      But your sweet and supportive words are going to send me very buoyantly off to sleep, August. I’m so thrilled and honored to know you, and get to be moved by your words, too! ❤

    1. Thank you. Ever since I heard those words spoken, this poem has apparently been gestating…because, if there’s something we women do well, it’s persist in the face of resistance to our right to insist!

    1. Thank you, Kassandra. This poem was a revelation to me; I thought I was going to write an essay! Still, this is much more alive and true than all the prep, so I guess it wasn’t an essay after all. =)

    1. Thank you, Gretchen. Knowing your history and your skill with words, this is very high praise, indeed!

      Something started bubbling up in me when I heard those words, “Nevertheless, she persisted.” Maybe because the truth is that, as women, we HAVE to persist to accomplish while living in a current that still wants, too often, to push us backwards.

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