It’s not what you think

By Virginia J. Pasalo

 

THIS is not about the G-spot, as conceptualized by gynecologist Ernst Gräfenberg, whose existence continue to be the subject of debate to this day, and declared unproven and subjective by a 2009 British study based on questionnaires and personal experience.

This is about articulating concerns of women, about their roles in society, their roles in the families, and their personal concerns. The letter “G” is how other friends call me, a name I have started to use lately, in writing poetry. It also represents my advocacy for women and the environment.

In its mythological origins, G or Ge is one of the two elements of Gaia, the Greek goddess, which personifies the Earth, and also personifies women. The other element is, Aia meaning Grandmother. Gaia is referred to as the Mother of Earth.

So that is what G Spot is in this column, a spot for my advocacy for women, and my advocacy for the environment. While most contemporary issues about these two subjects will be discussed in prose, there will be times, when these are expressed in poetic form.

This poetic rendering of issues and concerns is intentional. Being in the women’s movement, of liberating the women’s condition, as well as my own, I found that many writings focused on these issues in the framework of human rights and the role of women in society in prose form. It is very seldom, that written materials are focused on the woman herself, her inner desires, her sexuality, her creative processes and her imaginings and how women’s sexuality intersect or cohabit with their spirituality, in literary and poetic form.

In writing about the “unwritten”, in poetic form, I open doors for the women, as well as myself, to explore the intricacies of their bodies, their minds, feelings and desires, in an uninhibited way. For women, it is in the process of exploring and accepting their inner voices that truly empowers and frees the limitless creative potential muted over the years by ingrained paternalistic social norms.

This column therefore is not for the inhibited, the shy, the moralistic, the quick-to-judge and the malicious. It is a spot for self-expression, and the readers are requested to have the openness, the acceptance, and the playfulness that is often characteristic of a child.

Here is an exchange of poems between poet Santiago Villafania and myself about “failed procreation”:

 

Santiago Villafania (09 January 2014)

the emperor sleeps

in the great wall of

vagina

with his ten thousand strong

terracotta phalluses

 

Response from Virginia J. Pasalo (09 January 2014)

Three hundred million

not “ten thousand strong

terracotta phaluses”

released while emperor sleeps

in great vagina wall

dribble out of heavenly gate,

million others slept in wall

melting in acidic rapture.

Not one survivor.

Emperor must sleep again

in Great Vagina Wall.

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