Lily Myers – "Shrinking Women" (CUPSI 2013) Posted on May 30, 2019May 30, 2019 by Hans Swaniawski by Hans Swaniawski Post navigation Quark Author Demo VideoFirst Step In Writing A Screenplay by UCLA Professor Richard Walter 45 thoughts on “Lily Myers – "Shrinking Women" (CUPSI 2013)” who's here because of yanihatesu Reply Nothing political or propaganda-ish here. Just her personal experiences, and observations. Reply Imagine the progress you could have made in overcoming your personal struggles had you not spent your time writing a poem to complain about them. Reply The audience gets so into it Reply Wow…breathtaking Reply I sat and cried as I listened. This is a description of most women's lives- at least in the US. It's not just the food, it's being asked to "shrink" as a human being. Reply Thank you Reply Snap snap snap Snap snap snap Snap snap snap Reply This belongs to Blythe baird….i thought they only performed what belonged to them.??? Reply wow Reply My favourite line is “I asked 5 questions in genetics today and they all started with the word sorry”. I didn’t realize I do this too until watching this poem. Gotta change that bad habit. Reply I haven't stopped watching this annually since 2013. Reply Wow, this is really powerful. I feel like a lot of these examples are relatable to a lot of women and girls, particularly the line "I asked 5 questions in genetics class today and all of them started with the word 'sorry.'" I mean, WOW. That's deep and relatable. Good speech. Reply Wow❤ Reply OMG this is amazingly sad Reply A fugitive stealing calories to which she does not feel entitled. ❤️ Reply “Shocking quote from the poem I thought was cool,” followed by a reaction I had typed out for you to read. Reply I felt like slapping the person who was continuously moaning. It spoiled the poetry for me you see. Reply This may be my favorite poem of all time. Lily Myers has truly struck a cord with her words. Congratulations. Reply I showed this video to my mother about 4 years ago. She brushed me off. She stopped teaching me how to read so my brother didn’t feel emasculated and didn’t allow me to ride a bicycle until my brother mastered it. My heart still aches because of this and for that I cut our relationship off. Reply WOW! This was incredible. I watched this as part of an Artistry class at Berklee. AMAZING. It was very moving. Reply It is disgusting to hear such and amazing poem under the noise of that public Reply Stfu i have to do an essay for my university because of this now Reply For those who didn't catch the end She brought it full circle. Reply This is so damn good Reply omg this is just. omg . Reply Can someone explain the meaning to me…? I don't get it. Reply Ashley Judd Reply So true, well done lily Reply thanks Reply very goodthinking Reply This weeks piece is Shrinking Women by Lily Myers. Here is the poem: Across from me at the kitchen table, my mother smiles over red wine that she drinks out of a measuring glass.She says she doesn’t deprive herself,but I’ve learned to find nuance in every movement of her fork.In every crinkle in her brow as she offers me the uneaten pieces on her plate.I’ve realized she only eats dinner when I suggest it.I wonder what she does when I’m not there to do so. Maybe this is why my house feels bigger each time I return; it’s proportional.As she shrinks the space around her seems increasingly vast.She wanes while my father waxes. His stomach has grown round with wine, late nights, oysters, poetry. A new girlfriend who was overweight as a teenager, but my dad reports that now she’s “crazy about fruit.” It was the same with his parents;as my grandmother became frail and angular her husband swelled to red round cheeks, round stomachand I wonder if my lineage is one of women shrinkingmaking space for the entrance of men into their livesnot knowing how to fill it back up once they leave. I have been taught accommodation.My brother never thinks before he speaks.I have been taught to filter.“How can anyone have a relationship to food?” He asks, laughing, as I eat the black bean soup I chose for its lack of carbs.I want to tell say: we come from difference, Jonas,you have been taught to grow outI have been taught to grow inyou learned from our father how to emit, how to produce, to roll each thought off your tongue with confidence, you used to lose your voice every other week from shouting so muchI learned to absorbI took lessons from our mother in creating space around myselfI learned to read the knots in her forehead while the guys went out for oystersand I never meant to replicate her, butspend enough time sitting across from someone and you pick up their habits that’s why women in my family have been shrinking for decades.We all learned it from each other, the way each generation taught the next how to knitweaving silence in between the threadswhich I can still feel as I walk through this ever-growing house,skin itching,picking up all the habits my mother has unwittingly dropped like bits of crumpled paper from her pocket on her countless trips from bedroom to kitchen to bedroom again,Nights I hear her creep down to eat plain yogurt in the dark, a fugitive stealing calories to which she does not feel entitled.Deciding how many bites is too manyHow much space she deserves to occupy. Watching the struggle I either mimic or hate her,And I don’t want to do either anymorebut the burden of this house has followed me across the countryI asked five questions in genetics class today and all of them started with the word “sorry”.I don’t know the requirements for the sociology major because I spent the entire meeting deciding whether or not I could have another piece of pizzaa circular obsession I never wanted but inheritance is accidentalstill staring at me with wine-stained lips from across the kitchen table. Reply "all of them started with sorry" tears Reply "My brother never thinks before he speaks. I have been taught to filter""You have been taught to grow out, I have been taught to grow in" Reply There are boys with eating disorders, I hope she realizes this Reply I got shivers multiple times throughout this poem Reply now imagine being a woman of colour Reply THe audience needs to not interrupt its supportive but annoying Reply “I asked five questions in genetics class today and all of the started with the word sorry,”. This line hit me hard because if I think back I can recall many times in which I have started my questions out with the word sorry. And what she is saying is true that one does pick up habits form around them. I notice with myself that I am doing more and more of things that I watched my mother do in everyday life. Reply This is absolutely incredible Reply "You have been taught to grow out when I have been taught to grow in." Beautiful Reply I actually like the claps and groans from the audience. Reply Amazing! 😀 Reply The audience is too loud but I do like how they react to her lines Reply To everyone complaining about the audience, it’s typical to clap and mhhmmm during spoken word as a way to show support for the poet Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.