The Penguin Book of Lesbian Short StoriesMargaret Reynolds And more than that - sometimes women love women. Like Queen Victoria, the world has preferred to believe that sex between women is impossible, resulting in a long silence between the writings of Sappho and the flowering of talent produced by feminism and the sexual revolution. Lesbian writing has come a long way since Virginia Woolf's famous essay of 1928. Since then women have challenged traditional forms of expression and subject matter in an extraordinarily rich and varied discourse to give voice to the lesbian imagination. In this wide-ranging anthology, Margaret Reynolds has brought together the work of thirty-two women from Britain, continental Europe, and the Americas - including three specially commissioned pieces - that covers nearly a century of lesbian writing, from Sarah Orne Jewett (1897) to Jeanette Winterson (1993). The collection ranges from Frances Gapper's pastiche of a Romantic melodrama, through the wry humor of Merril Mushroom's description of butch and femme courting rituals, to the wit of Alison Bechdel's cartoon strip. The anxiety of unresolved desire is present in many stories - Radclyffe Hall's Miss Ogilvy is unable truly to find herself in this world, Djuna and Lillian hold back from each other in Anais Nin's "Cities of the Interior", and the energy and commitment that should go into a loving relationship are stifled by convention in Jane Rule's story of passion outside marriage. But here are brave spirits, too - Renee Vivien's Sarolta and her Prince(ss) live forever in a vision of ideal tenderness, Colette's heroines preserve the sanctity of their little white bed, and Jewelle Gomez's bulldagger society survives far from the haunts of men. There arecoming-out stories, stories about cross-dressing, vampire tales, science fiction, parody, and romance. Each story is quite different from the others, yet each acknowledges a particular facet of lesbian history and makes it real. |
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... mother's mother , the black - eyed dancer , the often - embraced , who in the end – wrinkled like a winter apple and crouching beneath the mercy of the veil - took upon herself to teach me the art of story - telling . Her own mother's ...
... mother's mother , the black - eyed dancer , the often - embraced , who in the end – wrinkled like a winter apple and crouching beneath the mercy of the veil - took upon herself to teach me the art of story - telling . Her own mother's ...
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... mother , that the identical woman is born . A ghost who gives her vision , which version ? It is not the mother's body which decays but that of every woman who has not found words to look at the bruised womb : the body of the mother as ...
... mother , that the identical woman is born . A ghost who gives her vision , which version ? It is not the mother's body which decays but that of every woman who has not found words to look at the bruised womb : the body of the mother as ...
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... mother's daughter . A finger between my two lips close , as they say , as the bark and the tree , bringing about the ellipsis daughter - mother which makes the passing from one to the other without intermediary without interruption ...
... mother's daughter . A finger between my two lips close , as they say , as the bark and the tree , bringing about the ellipsis daughter - mother which makes the passing from one to the other without intermediary without interruption ...
Contents
SARAH ORNE JEWETT Marthas Lady 1897 I | 1 |
RENÉE VIVIEN Prince Charming 1904 translated | 20 |
The Wise Sappho c 191618 | 26 |
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