How did fat
Swallow these hipbones?

When I was 16
Skin was so close to bone
The mirror
Was an anatomy lesson

Still, sometimes
This fatwoman loves
Her body–it’s not portable
Or led easily,

Shaped like paleolithic fantasies
of deep-bellied women

Birthing the world
between mammoth thighs.


About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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9 Responses to Goddess

  1. I liked this, conveyed a sense of self-bemusement and humour I could connect with. Liked the combinations of images. I’ve developed a little bit of a belly in my thirties so I can identify.

    • Thanks Benjamin–I wanted to talk about heft as power, not the OMG, get thee to Weight Watchers moment in the mirror (though I have lost a bit of the inspiration–about 30 pounds of it 🙂 )

  2. MONYA NEBA says:

    hahaha…love it! 🙂

  3. noelihebuzor says:

    Susan, body shape may change
    but the mind should be held clean, nimble and lean
    agile and ready to engage
    ready reflect and gym to birth songs and thots
    ready to share seeds and flowers
    that the passage of time have shaped and helped refine and distill
    (Noel – a man past middle age, that is one whose body only grows now in the middle but whose minds roams and safaris wildly and widely)

    • Noel–love that comment 🙂

      We get so preoccupied with the exterior and neglect that vital interior–that mind and soul we were created with & gifted by.

      Here, I wanted to explore the image of an enlarging body as a source of power; not shame :), and maybe get a smile and nod or two of recognition. Keep exploring wildly and widely, my friend!

  4. George Ellington says:

    Visions of the Willendorf Venus, I think.

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