I want to read
so I can read the Koran
read the signs in the street
know the number of the bus
I'm supposed to take
when I one day leave this house.
Mots clés girls women oppression illiteracy women-s-rights
I want to touch you in real time
not find you on YouTube,
I want to walk next to you in the mountains
not friend you on Facebook.
I was worried about my own vagina. It needed a context of other vaginas-- a community, a culture of vaginas. There's so much darkness and secrecy surrounding them-- like the Bermunda Triangle.
V (formerly Eve Ensler)Mots clés secrecy mystery vagina
It's a totally ridiculous, completely unsexy word. If you use it during sex, trying to be politically correct-- "Darling, could you stroke my vagina?"-- you kill the act right there. I'm worried about vaginas, what we call them and don't call them.
V (formerly Eve Ensler)The clitoris is pure in purpose. It is the only organ in the body designed purely for pleasure.
V (formerly Eve Ensler)Mots clés pleasure carnal vagina clitoris
Да си дебел е най-гадното, най-отвратителното, най-скапаното нещо на света. Като, нали, отивам да пазарувам в нормалните магазини, а големите номера са скрити най-отзад, все едно са порносписания.
Тръгна да пробвам нещо - направо се чувствам като някоя престъпница, а етикетът с многото хиксове е винаги огромен. Аз като съм дебела, да не съм сляпа, я.
Danger lurks when people are dissociated and detached from their own story or feelings.
V (formerly Eve Ensler)What if, instead of being afraid of even talking about death, we saw our lives in some ways as preparation for it.
What if we were taught to ponder it and reflect on it and talk about it and enter it and rehearse it and try it on?What if, rather than being cast out and defined by some terminal category, you were identified as someone in the middle of a transformation that could deepen your soul, open your heart, and all the while-even if and particularly when you were dying-you would be supported by and be part of a community?
Mots clés memoir
You will touch this joy and you will suddenly know it is what you were looking for your whole life, but you were afraid to even acknowledge the absence because the hunger for it was so encompassing.
V (formerly Eve Ensler)Mots clés memoir
The world has done that already -- possessed the Congo and pillaged her and dominated her and robbed her of agency and occupation. Love is something else, something rising and contagious and surprising. It isn't aware of itself. It isn't keeping track. It isn't something you sign for. It's endless and generous and enveloping. It's in the drums, in the voices, in the bodies of the wounded made suddenly whole, by the music, by each other, dancing.
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