Poetry Month: Joyce Mansour

Today’s poem is from the great Joyce Mansour. She wrote in French, though hailed from Egypt, and was one of the few women (that I know of) representing surrealism. I have a love/hate relationship with surrealism, especially when it comes to poetry. A lot of it leaves me cold or irks me, but I love Mansour. This poem is one of the more popular things she wrote, probably due to the subject matter, and I include it as an intro to her work for the uninitiated. Still not convinced? Well, peep this video and see how that grabs you.