Jane Dougherty

Jane Dougherty

@janedougherty47.bsky.social

Writer of fiction and poetry, lives in a green fortress. Not interested in 'communities'. Learn to live together, the rest of the natural world manages to. Visit my Substack https://substack.com/@janedougherty47 for short fiction and poetry

803 Followers 613 Following 2,117 Posts Joined Oct 2024
6 hours ago

Of course. It's all we can do. And shout!

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22 hours ago

Maybe. I look at something huge and hideous like the Epstein Files, the mass of victims coming forward with names and dates, the photos, emails, so much hard evidence and not only are there no conviction, there aren't even any charges! Where's the justice?

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22 hours ago

Yes! That's it. I'll try that when it says it's empty. I'll see if it works now, to show me yesterday's posts too.

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23 hours ago

I have the handful that were posted today, all the rest from Friday have gone. Whenever I look for the #poemsabout during the week I get a message saying, this feed is empty, do another search.

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1 day ago

I do! It fills up on Friday but by Saturday morning there's nothing there.

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1 day ago

It' a shame that all the #PoemsAbout disappear after a few hours. Why is that?

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1 day ago

The world as theme park, entertainment all that matters, and let's make it loud, music and motors. Pitiful.

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1 day ago

I like the quiet insistence of this, the vines that smother the yarrow plant, a natural occurrence, but what is acceptable among plants, shouldn't be acceptable for us. Despite what the boys' team keeps telling us.

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1 day ago
Beulah

A mother gathers white yarrow.
The roadside sings with passing semis.
Her skirt longs after them, sighs when left behind. 
She picks  the tallest 
stems, the ones 
not tangled in vines.

Her child tugs at her skirt.  I’m hungry.
I really am.  The yarrow nod their heads.
She picks the ones whirled with vines. 
No you're not.
She picks the yarrow 
because as a girl 

she picked yarrow and the vines 
hold around some stems
the way a boy once wrapped his hands
around her neck,
his mouth pressing hard,
green cloved leaves, 

but that was when she was a child, 
knew nothing about resistance and the kissing
like clucking a pony, 
urging, and the boy, insistent, 
a hungry child, 
I really am,  

and she rose from the ground,
dirt and leaves pressed to the backs
of her thighs, 
her neck hot, 
not tangled in vines.

#poemsabout #consent

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1 day ago

πŸ’™

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1 day ago

We're in the hands of monsters, and too many people approve of them.

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1 day ago

Thanks, Philippa πŸ’™ There's so much to be depressed about, and I don't see it getting any better. As long as we have cheap petrol, nobody cares about anything else.

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1 day ago

It's hard to keep believing that anything we say or do has any impact.

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1 day ago

πŸ’™

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1 day ago

Exactly. Our consent is neither here nor there.

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1 day ago

A thought #PoemsAbout #consent
@thebrokenspine.co.uk

Consent

one of those small murmured words
light as a leaf in the wind
with as little weight as a falling feather
a theory
something we have to give or withhold
in theory
in reality
a little weightless thing
the powerful simply take.

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2 days ago

😒

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4 days ago

It's desperate. Everything seems so awful, ugly and ignorant.

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1 week ago

It used to be expected that one of the girls would never marry and exist just to look after aging parents. Parents now think they're bringing up their children impartially, but that too often means girl = princess boy = prince, and we know how those stories play out.

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1 week ago

I can imagine. Even urban Italy is difficult for women. It's so hard to change a system when it means some have to give up their absolute power. They won't do it, and not enough women teach anything but dominance to their sons.

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1 week ago

Not enough women take it seriously or see it as an issue. Too many mothers all over little boys and letting them do/be what they want, even if that includes shoving the girls completely out of the picture.

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1 week ago

I still see it in schools, how the teachers favour the boys, let them answer, excuse them when they're rowdy and generally shout at the girls for 'chattering at the back'. Girls should be seen but not heard and never ever answer back. Makes me furious.

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1 week ago

Thanks Debbie. It's our specific and universal experience. And it's time it stopped.

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1 week ago

There seems to be so little humanity or compassion. Just a whole lot of ugly, selfish ignorance.

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1 week ago

How we can treat creatures that look as though they share the best of us, so cruelly is staggering.

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1 week ago

It frightens me.

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1 week ago

Yes, there are always good people, no matter how dark the times, but what frightens me is the strength of this masculinist backlash among the Gen Zedders. They are the future, but their boomer parents and grandparents are more progressive than they are.

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1 week ago

πŸ’™

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1 week ago

Much more perceptive than most of us!

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1 week ago

Knowing that you are being watched possibly by a predator is what all girls are aware of from being small. It is a terrible indictment of our society.

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