On Bringing Up Girls
Aren’t you going to clip her wings?
they said, That’s usual for a girl her age, isn’t it?
We said we didn’t want to clip her wings
and they watched our little daughter grow
bright and strong, then they said
Aren’t you going to tie her feet? That’s
advisable for a young girl, isn’t it?
We said we didn’t want to tie her feet
so they saw a young woman growing
clear and brave. Before they could say anything else
we said, Now it is time to teach her to fly.
They fell back.
They are teaching her to fly, they repeated,
teaching her to fly.
How wonderful, murmured their daughters,
and how interesting.
poem and photograph Rose Cook
poem from Notes From a Bright Field – Rose Cook (pub Cultured Llama 2013)