Michelle's corner

Things have changed for men this last decade or so.

I'm not just talking about the, "new man," that surfaced in the media pushing prams or staying at home while the wife went to work, either.

The stereotypical strong man caring for the weak woman is shuffling out the door, as the world wakes up to the truth that women aren't weak, and men can't stay strong twenty four, seven. We're all human beings, you know. According to Murderpedia (http://murderpedia.org/) they have 1 female serial/mass murder listed for every 6 men.

Men are re-evaluating themselves in our societies. Japanese men are shunning marriage because married men just don't look happy. In America there is MGTOW (Men Going Their Own Way) as the law and society is biased towards women; so they say, "Why play the game when the deck is stacked against us?"

Men can be tender. They can love, care, feel, empathise, etc.; the difference now is that more men are starting to stick the middle finger up to society and not hide the deeper emotions any more. Basically, what started happening for women a hundred years ago, is now starting to gather pace for men; a social redefinition.

And that's what attracted me to this book of poetry.

I was looking for an insight in to the emotions otherwise forbidden ... however, I couldn't find the key. I couldn't connect with the words.

I got a glimpse here and there, like looking in to a thick fog and catching a glance at the odd bright flash of light; but just as suddenly as it appeared to me, it was gone again and I lost my way once more.

Not a fulfilling read. Maybe it never really offered what I was hoping to find. I don't know, and I likely never will.