Great Mystery: American Feminism’s Love for Misogynist Kant, His Categorical Imperatives

 

—“Western feminism 

strives for poetry 

too, no?”— 

“Taking a bud…”— 

“Beer’s for us too!” 

 

—“A bud, a plant, 

its flower mute, 

for Buddhahood?”— 

“Past that lull— 

 

we’ve grown 

to kick some ass— 

nothing cries 

like man’s bottom— 

when we’re armed!” 

 

—“Poetry’s point, 

its bud?”— 

“Push buttons, 

flip the script!”