“Two Views on Women’s Health”

 Two Views on Women’s Health

A conversational poem by Emily Goldstein


Why is women’s health an issue?

  Controversial women’s health,

We can all agree, this

  Has been drawn out too long.

Is overblown on importance.

  This answer should be clear.

Women deserve medical care,

  Women deserve medical care,

For “medical” conditions.

  For all conditions.

Sexual health is not important.

  Sexual health is extremely important.

I thought everyone knew that.


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“Facebook Girl” and the New Media

Esraa Abdel Fattah was interviewed last year by the organization Human Rights First on how she is using social media, such as Facebook and Twitter, in order to rally support for a change in governmental policies.  The video addresses how Fattah has used these mass means of communication in order to organize protests and strikes.  This video also brings up the question of public Internet use and censorship: How far can the media affect social retaliation and uprisings?  Fattah is ambitious and faithful in her use of the Internet:  “We are going to monitor the next presidential elections with new media” (humanrightsfirst.org).

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NPR.com – covering Douglass’ successes and relationships

On the National Public Radio website, literary expert Farah Jasmine Griffin discusses Frederick Douglass’ autobiography and his experiences as a fugitive slave.  She focuses on Douglass’ efforts to create a narrative that focuses on his journey from a slave to a free man in society.  Below is the link to the audio clip:


Additionally on NPR, host Michael Martin speaks with author John Stauffer about the relationship and commonalities between Abraham Lincoln and Frederick Douglass.  Stauffer presents the idea that Lincoln and Douglass were alike in many ways, despite their different thoughts on how slavery should come to an end, an interesting point of view considering many people do not even know Lincoln and Douglass had any kind of friendship.  Below is the link to the audio clip and the cover image of Stauffer’s book:



Giants: The Parallel Lives of Frederick Douglass and Abraham Lincoln

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“Rebellion’s Organization”

Come on, Come on

Join in the fight

Let’s rally our emotions to new heights


With a post and a tweet

We’ve asserted no small feat

We’ve organized a rebellion.


Like Frederick Douglass before us

Let’s confer to deter any further violations

Of fairness and security and independence.


Like Frederick Douglass before us

Let’s open the door

For people to voice their desire for change.


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“Words Effect Change”

Now my hands are free from the chains,

my mind free from the pains and the games

of those oppressors and supremacists

who tried to take away my life’s emphasis-

my rights and my dignity were held in their reins,

I could not hold back the rage that ran in my veins

and so I discovered that knowledge is power

and words effect change.

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Blogger’s Block

What I have found most challenging about contributing to the blog is getting past the fear of putting your words out there for everyone to see.  Although most times I write about a different subject not connected directly to myself, I have trouble letting go and just putting my thoughts out there without hesitation.  Especially in the poems I write, I find myself wondering, “what sort of response will I get?”, or “is this ready to be put up?”.  What I have found is that this process of continually putting your work in a position like this makes you a fearless writer.  It also causes you to think a little more deeply about your work before you post it.


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54th Massachusetts Regiment

What I ask of these men,

hated by their country,

robbed of identity, owned

in the black skin they were birthed;

I ask now for death,

the only promise to be kept,

as I gaze into their eyes

and see the glazed stare

that awaits a broken future,

left lifeless on the battlefield.

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