Testosterone
is a hormone, too;
inflaming,
enraging,
engorging,
bursting
from its confines
spraying rapid-fire
ornery ordnance
and
seminal effluence –
take them down
and
I OWN this fucking town,
Armada fuel,
epinephrine propelled
shock and awe
look at me, baby,
I have big pipes! –
dropped pants,
a fistful of knuckles
and below the belt buckle
show me what you’ve got
let’s take it outside
the hunter hormone,
a craving wolf,
a writhen desire:
Afghanastan
Balkans
Chechnya
Iraq
Israel
N. Korea
Lebanon
Libya
Palestine
Syria
Ukraine
Vietnam
Ad hormonalum.
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this is great Sue you couldn’t have written this at a better time!
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Thanks, Jean. It’s an old poem but I like it so I reposted.
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Great writing. 🙂
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Visceral brilliance
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No guts, no glory, Derrick.
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Brilliant.
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Cranky.
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Cranky brilliance…works for me.
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This is great. 🙂
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I was in a feisty mood.
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I’m usually not in favour of men claiming to understand and write about women’s psyche, nor the other way around – but this is brilliant. Now I want to smash things up with tools in my shed. Well done. Brilliant! (I already said that).
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Did you know that neuroscientific research at UCSF (University of California at San Francisco) recently published a study (in mice, of course) that shows how the brain converts testosterone to estrogen and it’s the estrogen that causes aggressive behavior? Of course we are not mice, so it doesn’t really mean anything…though it’s interesting to think about.
My gut and life experience won’t let me blame wars on testosterone. There are all kinds of violence and aggression in the world, and not only committed by males. To tell the truth, I prefer the kind of person who may be active-aggressive to the passive-aggressive type; the former expresses and gets over it; the latter wears you down with a thousand paper cuts and you never know where you stand.
So much for my opining of the day. I like a poem that richly expresses a strong point of view, and this certainly is such a poem.
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Testosterone to estrogen – the things that go on in a bloke’s shed! (I think that might be a NZ expression… ? – mainly from the Dunedin area where Pauline lives….?) My landlord is due here in an hour, and SHE is one of the most aggressive people I’ve met!
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Good luck, Bruce. Try not to kill her….I don’t know if they allow internet in prison, and we would miss you!
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LOL – I’m meant to be polite, but she has already riled me!!!
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On this continent, badly behaved children were removed to the “woodshed” to be beaten with a “switch” but somehow I don’t think that’s what goes on in a NZ shed.
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No – a shed in NZ has become a sort of “Men’s Collective” – a group of males who meet and do things together like woodworking and making trellises for the Salvation Army. It’s a sort of a “bloke’s kingdom” – The Shed – perhaps a male version of The Country Women’s Institute!
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No, I didn’t know about the neuroscience research. The motivation behind the poem was overhearing a couple of young men speaking cruelly about their female boss, blaming HER because it must have been that time of the month. Argh.
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Ignorant, stupid jerks do that all the time!
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And now i hear I can’t blame it on testosterone. But on the other hand, jerkdom isn’t exclusive to one gender, is it?
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I lose all patience when the word “gender” is used instead of the word “sex” in these discussions, but that’s a whole ‘nother story. You’re absolutely right. Jerkdom is neither male nor female!
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I have strong opinions on the matter of taking on the voice of the opposite gender. Isn’t that what creativity is about?
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I guess you’re right… but we males are often misunderstood and portrayed in a facile way. I just read on one blog an attempt at comedy on “What not to say to a man”. It was full of degrading bulls**t and if a male had written thus of a woman he’d be scorned to the ends of the earth.
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I could have called the poem “Trumpeting”. Would that be better??
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I like the title “Testosterone” myself. 😀
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Or just plain Trump would do.
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The Trump title would belittle the poem!
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In addition to being a good man, you are a kind one, too.
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I’m not one to trumpet!
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Wow — I feel like running out and having my dangly bits excised. But then, well… nah. Quite a powerful statement here, however. Well done.
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Quite simply brilliant. 🙂
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