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 Confetti
Women’s lib
S. NIHAL SINGH
Women of impressive girth,
bejewelled, in loose flowing robes,
descend on
the table.
Gin tonic
is the flavour
of the day,
as is gossip.
Wedded to mobile phones,
they hold three-way conversations,
into the phone and,
in snatches, with companions.
It is women’s lib
with large dollops
of food and burra pegs.
It is women’s day out.
Soon it’s time
to return home
to a
patriarchal order.
Men’s whims are their command.
They must perform
demeaning tasks
to exercise power by stealth.
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