Thursday, May 12, 2011

Analysis #6







Feminist Theory

At Breakfast by Giovanna Pollarolo
She is pale, her eyes baggy
A fixed gesture of loathing
Has engrained deep lines
The scream, the apprehension
The tight jaw
Lips almost non-visible
She used to have an open smile and soft skin
Big and beautiful eyes
But she has three children
And a husband for whom she cries
She looks like a withered flower
He, mature and handsome
Looks at himself in the mirror and smiles, pleased
Who would have thought…, as he caresses himself
The ugly duckling.
He’s been heavily rewarded
And when he sees her in the mornings
At breakfast
He feels the pleasure of revenge
And a bit of pity.

Analysis:
     Men fundamentally oppress women by characterizing them on every level as the other/define them exclusively in opposition to men. Within the poem the husband sees himself as victorious because he has sufficiently placed his wife in the realm of the other.
      The husband becomes actualized by marginalizing his wife. He is essential, powerful, an imposer of will, while his wife, is inessential, incomplete, and mutilated by her position. Through dominance the wife has lost her identity and become a character type of femininity and submission. By defining his wife as the other, the husband has stripped her of her humanity.
      Within history there is no real justification for placing woman in the role of the subordinate, there is merely a collection of attitudes, preconceptions and injustices that allow one group (men) to subjugate another (woman) in order to gain power.
      Women are socially constructed into a feminine ideal that conditions women to accept passivity, dependence, repetition, and inwardness. The woman in the poem is clearly representative of this construction and in doing so depicts the debilitating effects such a construction has on those born female sexed.
The largest adversity to this situation is women themselves, who like the wife in the poem, are complacent with their oppressive status.

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