{"id":1093,"date":"2015-01-28T09:30:31","date_gmt":"2015-01-28T14:30:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/?p=1093"},"modified":"2015-01-14T13:53:31","modified_gmt":"2015-01-14T18:53:31","slug":"stephanie-barbe-hammer-woman-to-woman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/2015\/1093\/poems\/stephanie-barbe-hammer-woman-to-woman\/","title":{"rendered":"Stephanie Barb\u00e9 Hammer: Woman to Woman"},"content":{"rendered":"

For Alan Dann<\/em><\/p>\n

A woman came up to me in Bloomingdales and said she liked my glasses and I told her where to get them and she said, \u201cwhat do you think I am \u2014 a millionaire?\u201d and stomped off.<\/p>\n

A woman came up to me in grad school and said she wished she was as smart as I was and I told her where to find the good theory books at the library and she said \u201cwhat do you think I am \u2014 stupid or something?\u201d and threw down her copy of Derrida\u2019s\u00a0On Grammatology<\/em>and stomped off.<\/p>\n

A woman came up to me in the airport in Montpellier and said \u201cCe livre \u2014\u00a0De La Grammatologie<\/em>\u00a0par Derrida \u2013 c\u2019est \u00e0 vous?\u201d and I told her I had picked it up off the ground in North Carolina, and the woman said \u201cQuoi? Vous \u00eates un connard Americain?\u201d and lit a Gauloise and stomped off.<\/p>\n

A woman came up to me in the hospital and said \u201cthis is your baby,\u201d and I took the baby, but she said, \u201cI can tell already you\u2019re a terrible mother,\u201d and threw the baby blankets at my husband and stomped off.<\/p>\n

A woman came up to me at the swimming pool and wanted to know why my 2 year old daughter was laughing at her classmate, and I explained that she had never seen a penis before, and the woman said \u201cDON\u2019T USE THAT FOUL WORD IN MY PRESENCE,\u201d threw a beach ball at my head, and stomped off.<\/p>\n

A woman came up to me at my house and said she wondered what all these little girls were doing, drawing with chalk on the driveway, and I said they were friends of my daughter and she said \u201cYOUR CHILDREN ARE OUT OF CONTROL,\u201d and the girls started laughing, and they all took giant steps behind her as she stomped off.<\/p>\n

A woman came up to me at the university and said she wondered why everyone was so mean to each other on campus, and I said \u201cwhat do I look like \u2013 a therapist?\u201d, and she said \u201cactually, yes, you do,\u201d and stomped off.<\/p>\n

A woman came up to me at a shopping mall entrance, and gave me a Kleenex because I was crying into the telephone fighting with my husband, and I said \u201cthank you\u201d and she said \u201cdon\u2019t mention it. I know how you feel; you just wish you could stomp off.\u201d<\/p>\n

A woman came up to me at the Northampton bus station, and she said she knew me from somewhere, and I said \u201cI am your mother,\u201d and she said \u201cI know \u2014 I\u2019m just kidding and being weird!\u201d and then she laughed and pretended to stomp off.<\/p>\n

A woman came up to me on the beach and she said she knew where all the magic stones were, and I put down my copy of Derrida, and laid out a beach blanket, and we took turns stomping off and looking for magic rocks and then bringing them back, lying on the beach, telling each other stories, while wearing each other\u2019s sunglasses.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

For Alan Dann A woman came up to me in Bloomingdales and said she liked my glasses and I told her where to get them and she said, \u201cwhat do you think I am \u2014 a millionaire?\u201d and stomped off. A woman came up to me in grad school and said she wished she was […]<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[272],"class_list":["post-1093","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems","tag-on-women","category-4-id","post-seq-1","post-parity-odd","meta-position-corners","fix"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1093","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1093"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1093\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1094,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1093\/revisions\/1094"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1093"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1093"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1093"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}