Vital Statistics Poem by Fahmida Riaz
Vital Statistics
Rating: ★5.0
You
have measured me,
waist, hips, breast,
and all the rest.
The curves
held a heart
and the round skull
a brain.
If I'm valued
just by the inch,
why do you shrink
from tit for tat,
When I start
to measure
some of your
parts?
Translated by Patricia L. Sharpe
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5/2/2024 12:02:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This poem challenges the duality of standards and the hypocrisy of a male dominated society. Ironic comment. Thanks.