Belated thanks, ConeyGirl52, for your thoughtful, honest and insightful comment. I am moved to add a little more on feminism to enrich this thread which is developing a healthy life of its own.-Ron Price, Tasmania
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INTRODUCTION
Part 1:
I’m not sure when I first came across feminism as an idea, as a movement, as a literary and intellectual, sociological and philosophical field. It was probably in the sixties sometime and probably when I was at university and first studying sociology in 1963-1964. Helen Gurley Brown, a feminist pioneer in my time, had published
Sex and the Single Girl, but my agenda at the time did not include reading feminist literature. In 1962, when
Sex and the Single Girl, came out I was ensconced in matriculation studies and, from 1963 to 1967, I was working on my B.A. and B. Ed. In the late 1960s I was starting my teaching career, working among the Inuit, getting married, and dealing with the rigors of bipolar disorder.
The earliest days of feminism in my life are entirely vague. Feminism, of course, has roots that go a long way back, at least to Mary Wollstonecraft in 1793, if not before. My mother was part of that developing tradition, at least as I see it now, since she was a teenager in the roaring twenties, as well as a poet and a reader in the serious side of life. By the late 60s, women’s studies, or feminist studies, had become an interdisciplinary academic field.
Part 2:
The notes in my file on feminism I began to collect in about 1993, just after I finished the first edition of my autobiography. I was teaching sociology, among various social sciences, at a Technical and Further Education college in Perth Western Australia, and teaching mostly women from 17 to 57. After 20 years of collecting relevant articles, 1993-2003, in my sociology and philosophy files, I opened a separate file on feminism since it was obvious that the resources on feminism I had been gathering in my sociology and philosophy volumes, among other disciplines like history and psychology, needed to have their home in one place, a place that included the more populist resources on feminism. The deeper facets of feminism in the above-named disciplines are now found here—and not in those other files. After more than a decade of collecting items in this new file, 2003 to 2014, the results, the table of contents which I place at the beginning of this file, indicate the details of my collection.
In 2009, I began a men’s studies sub-section of this file. Men’s studies is also an interdisciplinary academic field and it emerged in the early 1970s. It had come into my life in the 1990s, but I did not begin a serious study of men’s studies and gender studies until the last years of the first decade of the 21st century.
Ron Price
4/7/’08 to 29/6/’14.
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ONE BATTLE BEGINS
A sequence of poems, especially a sequence that now exceeds seven thousand, over three million words, and deals ostensibly with the four epochs of the Formative Age beginning in 1944(a Baha'i history perspective), should deal from time to time with issues that relate to genre, to the relations between the sexes, to a theme that has had significant prominence during this half-century, during what came to be called the "second wave" of feminism and would continue beyond into many other "waves."
It is not my intention to give even a brief summary of this issue and the history of feminism here; that is done admirably elsewhere in many texts in sociology and history and a burgeoning of examinations of feminism and gender relations. Gender relations, issues of masculinity and femininity, sex and marriage, have been central to my own experience of life and the experience of Baha’is in their communities.
The following poem makes some personal statement about these issues, my experience and that of my contemporaries . There has certainly been an element of war, a war in this gender divide, a war that has been one of the primary engagements in my life and has had an enormous impact on me, greater than any of the contemporary wars in the last half of the 20th century that filled the print and electronic media. -Ron Price,
Pioneering Over Four Epochs, Unpublished Manuscript, 2000(updated on 4/7/08)
There has always been an emotional tension,
god, right back to grade one when I was six2
and the prettiest things in the world sat behind
me in school and I wondered what was under
the soft white cloth under their dresses which
I could see by turning my head at a certain angle
with little effort: attraction and repulsion learning
slowly custody of my eyes like some kind of
photographic emulsion. Was this the first sign
of a burgeoning and gentle masculinity, right-there
at-the-start, a threatening, mysterious and attractive,
but-not-attractive attraction which reared its penetrating,
not-so-modest, head, revealing a naturalness,
an emotional insecurity, an unease, an ambivalence;
and exposing both capacity and incapacity to deal
with an emerging tension that threatened, over time,
to tear me apart? Was this force socially constructed?
Was it sustained, over time, by varying degrees of relationship?
Was it threatened by female assertion of a newly-emergent autonomy?1
Who was this source of pleasure, this instrument, this mystic virgin,
this fertile mother, this friend, this companion, this partner, this lover
that I reconstruct in my mind’s eye in images from blank nothingness,
to warm and inner white, to erotic richness that reflect my dependency?
With love came faith’s bricks and planks and rusted nails that wound;
with love has come spare plan of gold, a vein thin and long.
I lost and found my self-control and lost again in blunder.
I’m not sure I will ever keep it in its place within my mind
of wonder. Some jihad may control this force.....
but jihads aren’t for plunder, just for wonder....
1. Bruce Woodcock,
Male Mythologies: John Fowles and Masculinity, The Harvester Press, Sussex, 1984, p.82. Many point to the 1960s as the eventual beginning of this assertion; others go back to the Reformation period. There are many theories of the long, persistent and necessary rise women.
2. In 1951, Shoghi Effendi,
Citadel of Faith, p.91; I was in grade six at the time when the Baha'i spiritual and administrative centre began the development that has led to the present Arc on Mt. Carmel.
As the struggle for the rise of the World Administrative Centre began in 1951, my own battle began, fought in the confines of my brain for, it would appear, the remaining years of my life.
Ron Price
19/4/'00 to 29/6/'14.