Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Is THIS the secret to a happy marriage?

I am a little stunned to say the least by this story about stay at home wives who have no kids. They say it is the latest "status symbol" for the husband to bring home enough money so the wife can go about enjoying life...or something.

This is the post-feminist world? Sure it is swell if you can swing this lifestyle but I question the wisdom here.

Traditionalists may crave the idea of the wife at home with dinner every night. Some women may want freedom to enjoy personal interests. The key here is that they are not trying to build a family. That changes the financial landscape considerably.

Let's say I become a bestselling author with money to burn. I don't know if I'd force my wife to work but if she is not living up to her full potential and have something meaningful to talk about . . . She better be spending her days picking out lingerie and practicing gymnastics in high heels on a trampoline because I have a VERY short attention span.

Flame and Bone

When I was made from fire
Poured into the tender vessel of caution
That keeps my smoke from rising
Quickly did I discover that apart from crisp drizzles or falling snow
The world chilled my touched
Walking the narrow cornered gap between girders and cut stone
One learns to tuck his shoulders in or risk
Jostling a neighbor passing by rapt with want
For a clear path without the distraction
Of another man's boiling eyes
The tip of a finger
That oldest of all weapons
Grown deadlier and pristine in its invention
Gathers a mote of a cinder on its bare flesh
And turns pondering how best to scratch the impious itch
Prying open the tender seam
Where the oil of thought dews
Offering a new wick to ignite
Squirming alive as a salamander of mischief
That yearns for a taste of air it is so ready to devour
The steam of breath betrays me
Before the glint of orange spreads
In popping bright waves
Eroding the fibers feeding it
Leaving naught but ash
As my shell of quietude falls away