...when a lover is more than just a bodily indulgence...
...she looked at him and he felt his heart melt, the softness the intent of her gaze, the desire to tell a story simply by looking at him. She did know to speak on and on and, many a time, lose direction and thought at what she was actually trying to say.
But, her verbal meanderings were interesting and fantastical, making him wonder what her head space actually looked like.
Was it a kaleidoscope of colour...sometimes bright and distinctly individual or, was it a mesh of woven rays of brightness, nothing too distinct?
He thought to himself, to be a lover as she, needed something very extraordinary in thought. The surrender of self, allowing the flow of energy, the intent to sear and burn the other. Her hunger for his nearness so powerful it knew to draw him in, breaking down all resistance and selfishly needing to indulge in every curve, every mound....roundness....depth...sweet sweet succulent depth of her.
She was special for she gave of herself not simply physically, but, if one could say...'whole'...?...all...?...beyond....without concern for self preservation of emotion.
He saw how it drained her when he had to leave.
But, he masked his concern of the separation by thoughts of next time. He knew he was selfish, he knew he had it better than her...he just couldn't let her go. She made him feel complete.
That part of life he did not have at home.
And as the plane lifted, his mind went to the night before....the pace at which she had begun to dance her magic around him.
Her hands knew to feel, rather, than touch beyond the surface of his skin....her touch travelled into the flow of his blood stream, instant arousal...but not the kind, to put it crudely,to fuck
...he needed her to
It was not an arousal of his manhood due to knowing that they may indulge in coital pleasures, it was what she did to his brain that fired his body. She played with his sight, she played with her words, she played with her presence, she played with him...in the most delicious and unselfish way possible.
The sincerity of wanting to devour him, climb into his spirit and invite him into hers, made him yelp like a pup. Her lusciousness of intent,a pure seduction, coaxing him over the edge of logic and reason...that is why he couldn't leave her be.
She was his fix...his temptress, his sanctuary when life knew to become pastel and meaningless... RB
Conversations.....do know to shed wisdom , even in areas where one may imagine oneself wise enough already. For those that think they too wise or, know it all, at any point in their lives...sorry for u...the world will pass u by, sooner rather than later, u will be shown up for your desire to stay in a state stubbornly ignorant. Lending a keen ear, does not mean one is expected to believe or take on anything heard. But, it does leave the option open for further investigation and application in ones life, should it make sense and be suitable for further growth and success . I love pioneers...and by that i mean...not only those that dare to venture into unknown territories but, also those who dare to better their lives and adopt and adapt to a new way of thinking or lifestyle positive. To aspire and surround oneself and intentionally will positivity even bigger than that which one may possess, should be a normal state of being. and thus the story...
"It has been so long since i have seen u! Trust u have been keeping well?!?" An enthusiastic and sincere greeting on seeing an old acquaintance that had been missing in action for quite some time. She did notice though, that his demeanour was not one filled with energy and if anything, he seemed to be a little "out of it"...a quiet disassociation of what was around him. "Are u ok....?" she asked, since his response was a mere shrugging of shoulders. "Ag...just feeling a bit narfy..." he responded. "Well. I think i know what narfy means. But what do u mean by that. Are u sickly?" "Not at all." He said. "Its just i have no interest to be busy anymore, i know the wrongs in my business but....i simply don't care. U know when u aware that they taking u for a ride yet, u make no effort to rectify it because it will make no difference in your life? I am there. How much more do i want? It is time to sell off everything and just be plain lazy. I have worked hard enough and made enough." All she could do was stand back and smile..."I like your narfy." she said..." wouldn't mind being narfy, just like u. Yes! one day i shall be just as narfy as u!" He was definitely a character she had much to learn from. His positive outlook as to his dedicated application to hard work that knew to reap rewards later in his life, was worthy of noting and hearing how he did it. Their visit was an interesting educational one for her and for him, a realisation that maybe it was time he wasn't tooooo narfy and best get out there and tie up the lose ends and work toward freeing himself of unnecessary existing responsibilities. It was time to put the full stops to his finished endevours."
Once again, being privy to a conversation / debate as to the role women play in their own lives and that of their partners. it got me to thinking...
"...is my purpose to emasculate u in my desire to be recognised and acknowledged as your equal? In my subconscious struggle to be your equal have i forgotten myself and managed to get so carried away that u fear my harshness of tongue and behaviour for, i will fight u tooth and nail to show u who is the more capable of our two sexes?
Will i make u step back in astonishment... for my vehemence bears no witness of the woman that stands before u? There be no desire of your gentle caring way toward me? Your understanding and treatment of me as the 'weaker of the two sexes' knows to patronise my common sense and abilities?
Am i really that forward and confrontational in my desire, simply to have my seat in a place rightfully mine, alongside u?
The patriarchal control of all things in workspace and otherwise?
I think not...for being your equal, i know i am. And even though patriarchal be the behaviour in a workspace and otherwise, my womanly natural ways have known to win your admiration, and support, and welcome... to not only be your equal but, even your lead in so many areas of life.
My firm nurturing way has stood me well in challenging moments and, in standing my ground, without a harsh word or desire to emasculate u, i have won.
Do open the door for me and pull my chair out at board meetings, and at home, u shall be my king for i am your queen and our palace knows be passionate and dynamic ...at times at loggerheads...but, mostly serene in the understanding of each other and who we are and what we mean to our common household.
i wish not to emasculate...i wish to empower u with my support of the man u are and in return i want your love and support of the woman i am..." RB.
This love affair between my imaginary Alice and her Mad Hatter, does have my heart astir and my loins throbbing....a perfect imaginary union...a love letter written....oh, how i wish i were the recipient...perfect passionate virtuosity...RB
"Dearest Alice -
are some lines that I've abstracted from some verses that I came across
recently and which struck a chord. It makes me think of what happens
when we are together and the range of our passion when we make love
together, both giving and receiving unending pleasure in the blending of
our bodies and spirits,
simply being sucked into each other and just not wanting it to end. And
then when eventually we do burn out, it is always with a sense of such
serenity and peace that
we lie entwined with one another. Would that it could be for ever and ever.....
love with every passion blending, pleasure that can never cloy: and nothing can our peace destroy."
Promiscuity - characterized
by or involving indiscriminate mingling or association, especially
having sexual relations with a number of partners on a casual basis.
Having studied Chaucer at University, and now occupying a space sensual, where promiscuity is a daily topic of conversation, i thought it quite appropriate to paste an interesting article that came to mind ...lengthy it is...go on! have a read!
And thus...to be revered?....Chaucer's Wife of Bath?...what be your point of view?...and is she a worthy feminist for today's modern society to aspire to?
Pseudo-Feminism in The Canterbury Tales
by Lily Green
In the minds of some, there is nothing more dangerous than a woman who stands
tall, speaks her mind, and possesses a firm notion of what she wants from herself, her
peers, and the world. Such a woman has been portrayed in countless forms of media
throughout the development of Western culture. As feminism slowly began to take root
all over 1850s Europe, appealing to rich and poor alike, this type of woman shifted from
being looked down upon and feared to being a beacon of inspiration. However, before
this shift occurred, there was a pervasive, implicit societal code integrated into the very
backbone Medieval Europe.
Women were expected to fit themselves into one, ubiquitous
mold: a small, unassuming, shadow of a figure who obeyed her husband’s every whim,
whose loyalty to her family and her house, no matter how abhorrent, was only eclipsed
by her idealization of God, who was expected to keep her mouth shut and her head down.
She was only seen as a possession. This ideology was common among men of all classes
during the Middle Ages, and thus, many of these tenets are addressed in Geoffrey
Chaucer’s The Canterbury Tales. Likewise, is important to understand the circumstances
under which The Canterbury Tales were written. This set of poems was penned in the
midst of extreme social upheaval, as Europe was undergoing a change from the religious-
based Medieval Ideology to the more secular Renaissance Humanism. Chaucer and his
peers continually grappled which this mass change in belief systems, and new social
trends undoubtedly led to him writing this anthology. He intended to preserve a snippet
of time which would eventually be lost forever to new social mores. It is impossible to
say exactly how Chaucer dealt with such changes, however, one can infer that he was less
than thrilled with them. After all, his characters represent a sea of contradictions,
contradictions that parallel the current societal fight. For example, one of the characters,
The Monk, who constantly violates the unwritten social and theological code of what a
man of God should be. Instead of being caring, stuck in purposefully planned poverty,
and selfless, The Monk is greedy and lives a somewhat sumptuous: the antithesis of the
And now, with that in mind, consider this. The Canterbury Tales, which describes
the pilgrimage of a motley group of people, is published in 1495. One of the characters
breaks out of the constraints placed upon her and is the antithesis of every Medieval
woman. She takes no issue with standing up to her husband and castigating him for his
constant belittlement of her. She is incredibly promiscuous: she has had five husbands
and is considering getting a sixth. When asked to justify this, she asserts that “the wyse
king, dan Salomon;/I trowe he hadde wyves mo than oon;/As, wolde god, it leveful were
to me/To be refresshed half so ofte as he!” (Chaucer 35-38), immediately revealing not
only a deep reverence of The Bible, but a sharp intellect, as she was able to interpret the
story of King Solomon to fit her own personal life. Her entire personality, her entire life,
goes against the most basic tenets of Middle English society. Should a character as this
not be lauded? Should women strive to be like her in every way? Readers have
continually answered yes, but in doing so, they undermine Chaucer’s original vision. The
aforementioned character is The Wife of Bath, and she is often lauded by readers,
academics, and activists for being the first truly feminist character in European literature.
However, she is not meant to be a hero, an aspiration for women everywhere. On the
contrary, Geoffrey Chaucer created The Wife of Bath in order to emphasize that women
ought to play the parts that society instructed them to perform.
Chaucer’s text was never intended to be interpreted in a feminist manner. In fact,
some scholars argue that Chaucer actually consulted “anti-feminist literature” prior to
writing The Canterbury Tales (Huppé 378). He was not focused on writing a feminist
discourse or furthering the social and intellectual progress of women. The Canterbury
Tales was a social commentary on the overall grand, sweeping change taking place
throughout Europe. While women may have enjoyed slight social progress, it is unlikely
that Chaucer supported it or even cared. If he were a true supporter of the advancement of
rudimentary feminism, the other prominent female character, The Prioress, would have
been going against the status quo of what was acceptable for Medieval women. However,
she is very much the epitome of what the ideal woman was said to be: she is “She was so
charitable and so pitous/ She wolde wepe, if that she saugh a mous/ Kaught in a trappe, if
it were deed or bledde.” (Chaucer 144-146). As a meek, pious woman with a thirst for
material goods, The Prioress would have been praised and perhaps even coveted, had she
not been a nun. Though she is used to convey a social message, it is not about the
development of women’s rights. Thus, if Chaucer’s true intention was for The
Canterbury Tales to show pervasive support for women, The Prioress would have
appeared to clash with the societal tenets dictating what women should be and act, just
like The Wife of Bath.
Due to the fact that Chaucer’s work was intended to comment on the flawed social
development and the destruction of his coveted ideals for European society, it is simply
foolish to assume that The Wife of Bath is meant to be a feminist figure. In fact, the very
structure of how her character is presented confirms this notion. The Wife of Bath is
considered the comic relief of The Canterbury Tales, “a stock figure in a varied sort of
pantomime”(Reid 74). This is a fairly accurate statement: besides her “feminism”, The
Wife of Bath is also known for her sarcastic and witty humor. However, unlike the stock
characters of old, she is multi-faceted. She is funny, yes, but also shrewd, cunning, and
obstinate. This character trope, according to David S. Reid, is the “archewyf” (Reid 76).
Such a woman often appears to possess some type of positive personality trait which is
used to divert the reader from her true malicious nature hidden within. In the Wife’s case,
her humor, her wit, and her intelligence is a ploy to hide her secret devious nature.
Indeed, it is not difficult to see that The Wife of Bath is far from virtuous. She not
only pretends to be in love with her husbands, but she takes pleasure in doing so, and
explains to her fellow pilgrims that “tikled it his herte, for that he/ Wende that I hadde of
him so greet chiertee/ I swoor that al my walkinge out by nighte/ Was for tespye wenches
that he dighte/Under that colour hadde I many a mirthe/For al swich wit is yeven us in
our birthe/Deceite, weping, spinning god hath yive/ To wommen kindely, whyl they may
live/ And thus of o thing I avaunte me/ Atte ende I hadde the bettre in ech degree”
(Chaucer 395-405). By having The Wife of Bath be not only open about but proud of her
constant deception of her earlier husbands and acknowledging that it was she who had the
upper hand in her marriages, Chaucer is emphasizing her archewyf qualities. Chaucer
makes no attempt to cover up her depraved nature or hide her inauspicious traits. Though
it is perfectly normal for a woman living in a time period that was oppressive for all,
especially a middle-class female, to want personal freedom, Chaucer undermines this by
placing the focus on her negative qualities as opposed to her true motivations and
feelings. Indeed, the deeper aspects of The Wife of Bath’s character are only barely
touched upon in the yarn she spins about a knight in King Arthur’s court. Since the
negative aspects of her personality are emphasized through the archewyf trope, and the
social codes that drive her desire for freedom are forgotten, Chaucer exemplifies that
women who try to stand out, to uproot the status quo, to be sovereign from their husbands
are not ones to be respected or coveted, but are instead devious and malicious human
beings. Thus, despite popular belief, Chaucer is actually demonizing The Wife of Bath
and is not laying any sort of foundation for feminism to develop.
Likewise, The Wife of Bath stands out and is clearly used as a mechanism to
degrade women in this classic work of medieval literature due to her blasphemous nature.
Christianity was at its peak during the Middle Ages. This was a time of indulgences, of
great sociopolitical power unequivocally placed in the hands of the Church, of Europeans
dedicating their lives to becoming the perfectly pious and God-fearing individual. Thus, a
character such as The Wife of Bath would have immediately stood out to the kind of
people that the theocentric population of Medieval Europe cultivated. After all, she
violates every aspect of medieval society. People in the Middle Ages were taught to act
based on what would be beneficial for the greatest amount of people. Personal pleasure
and self-satisfaction were looked down upon, and hobbies were unheard of: if people had
spare time, it was dedicated to the church or working at home. However, The Wife of
Bath rejects this notion. She is a frequent adventurer, and has traveled “…thries…at
Jerusalem/She hadde passed many a straunge strem/At Rome she hadde been, and at
Boloigne/In Galice at Seint-Jame, and at Coloigne” (Chaucer 465-467). Likewise,
medieval ideology dictated that predestination was God’s supreme law: it was decided far
in advance whether or not an individual would ascend to heaven or be damned to hell.
And yet, The Wife of Bath is not one to wait for fate to take its course.
When she was
stuck in an abusive relationship, she consistently fought back physically and mentally
against her husband, and describes “whan I saugh he wolde never fyne/To reden on this
cursed book al night/Al sodeynly three leves have I plight/Out of his book, right as he
radde, and eke/I with my fist so took him on the cheke/That in our fyr he fil bakward
adoun/And he up-stirte as dooth a wood leoun/And with his fist he smoot me on the
heed/That in the floor I lay as I were deed/And when he saugh how stille that I lay/He
was agast, and wolde han fled his way…Foryeve it me, and that I thee biseke/And yet eft-
sones I hitte him on the cheke” (Chaucer 788-800). The Wife does not sit and allow a
loveless marriage to consume her, as God would have wished. Instead, she does all she
can to free herself from the clutches of this loveless marriage. However, though The Wife
justifies her marriages and promiscuity by citing The Bible, Chaucer implies that her
action of having “wedded fyve/Welcome the sixte, whan that ever he shal/For sothe, I
wol nat kepe me chast in al” is actually sinful, as The Wife was marrying for money as
opposed to love (Chaucer 44-46). This instance is clearly intended to juxtapose the wife
by contrasting her apparent piousness to her clear promiscuity, which was considered a
damnable offense in the Middle Ages (especially as instigated by a woman). Thus, by
portraying The Wife of Bath as someone who blatantly undermines the social structure
established by the Church, he degrades women by implicitly insisting that a one who
goes does not fit the ideal Medieval woman and sacrifices Medieval Ideology in
exchange for a more modern code of belief is not to be respected, which emphasizes the
true nature of The Wife of Bath: she exists not as a feminist, but as an example, an
example of what not to do and how not to be in a changing society.
Chaucer’s Wife of Bath has perplexed students and scholars alike, because they
have no idea how to perceive her. People always have a tendency to interpret characters
(especially one as beloved as The Wife of Bath) in a way that suits. However, it is simply
foolish to assume that she is a feminist, or meant to represent feminism, because Chaucer
intended her to serve as an example of what women should not do or be, in both a social
and religious context. She is not a proper, submissive wife, indeed, she “boasts, for
instance, of her traditionally feminine powers to lie and deceive and manipulate men”
(Hansen 32). The Wife of Bath is out of place and out of time in both the fading
Medieval Era and the incoming Renaissance Era. Until the advent of true feminism, it is
unlikely that she would have ever been loved and revered to the degree she is today.