Raf Yorumu: eylül (@sircafanusta

uzun bir süredir okuduğum en iyi şey. annelik sıfatından daha vahşi daha cüretkar ne gelebilir bir kadının isminin önüne? peki anne olduktan sonra başka bir şey olmak mümkün mü? kız kardeşimin doğumu itibariyle postpartum depresyonla boğuşan annemin aklından geçenlere ulaşmış…devamıuzun bir süredir okuduğum en iyi şey. annelik sıfatından daha vahşi daha cüretkar ne gelebilir bir kadının isminin önüne? peki anne olduktan sonra başka bir şey olmak mümkün mü? kız kardeşimin doğumu itibariyle postpartum depresyonla boğuşan annemin aklından geçenlere ulaşmış gibi hissediyorum. resmen kitabı parçalarcasına altını çizdiğim birçok sayfa var. kafkaesk ve feminist perspektif bir arada. sadece okuyun. -“How many generations of women had delayed their greatness only to have time extinguish it completely? How many women had run out of time while the men didn’t know what to do with theirs? And what a mean trick to call such things holy or selfless. How evil to praise women for giving up each and every dream.” -“You light a fire early in your girlhood. You stoke it and tend it. You protect it at all costs. You don’t let it rage into a mountain of light, because that’s not becoming of a girl. You keep it secret. You let it burn. You look into the eyes of other girls and see their fires flickering there, offer conspiratorial nods, never speak aloud of a near-unbearable heat, a growing conflagration. You tend the flame because if you don’t you’re stuck, in the cold, on your own, doomed to seasonal layers, doomed to practicality, doomed to this is just the way things are, doomed to settling and understanding and reasoning and agreeing and seeing it another way and seeing it his way and seeing it from all the other ways but your own.” -“In such moments, she could almost touch her loneliness, as if it were her second child.” -“I am interested in longing, in longing so deep it threatens to splinter a person apart. I am interested in a profound longing for an unknown existence, or for a better life, without any idea of what the specifics of that life would look like. I’m not getting this right- I’m interested in knowing about the longing that unites all women, all mothers. What is that longing? How could we possibly long for something beyond our offspring? It’s almost as if having a child allows a woman to see how much infinite potential there is, allows her to see infinity itself. (Am I making any sense?) It’s almost as if having a child does not sate a deep yearning but instead compounds it.”