Inside the Secret Life of Lesbian Feminist Artist Romaine Brooks

Did you catch the Guerrilla Girls on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert? They giggled a lot, but these girls are serious—and have been serious for 30 years—about righting a multitude of wrongs against women artists. The Guerrilla Girls each have a secret identity named for a woman artist: Frida Kahlo, Romaine Brooks, Georgia O’Keeffe and Emily […]

Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: September

Ms. September September’s kohl-rimmed eyes at cabaret, her turtleneck in black, the color wrong. But will she listen? No, this is her song, the little room now falling, flows away. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically collections of nude or scantily […]

Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: August

Ms. August Downstream in August, down the heron flew, straight through the secret bower where we stay in ferny waterfalls, safe from the day, forgotten as her words, a fonds perdu. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically collections of nude or […]

Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: Ms. July

Ms. July July, come find me in the fish’s gill. July, come splash and tip my quick canoe. July, come whisper who is kind and true. July, come when you willow, if you will. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically collections […]

Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: June

Ms. June Where is the girl of June who skipped and ran along the feather lane of birdy hill? I’d like to give her my last daffodil. She’s lost on river road where she began. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically […]

Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: May

Ms. May   The life they tell of May is a mistake. They simply wanted her to love a man she didn’t. Skewed her voice to fit their plan. Left May alone with her peculiar ache. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re […]

Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: April

  Ms. April When April weeps, the tears drip on her toes, the water rises in the jade-stone lake, a blue jay shakes the red-bud blooms awake, in rainy light, the green grass rosy glows. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically […]

Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: March

Ms. March On windy nights in March, her stars align, like satin stitches neatly placed in rows, and for a moment, though the rough wind blows, her needlepoint is part of the design. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically collections of […]

Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: February

Ms. February Make me the heart of February, please, her sweet and frilly be-mine valentine, shot through and through with love incarnadine and holy scented essence of heart’s ease. A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: They’re typically collections of nude or scantily dressed […]

Subverting the “Girlie” Calendar: January

Ms. January All January wanted was a home, and not these crows, and not these frozen trees, limbful of snow. It was a home, with these: a door to close, a chest of drawers, a comb.   A “girlie calendar” makes one think of men’s lockers, walls of auto repair shops or a military barracks: […]