If Herland was a comedic Broadway play, this is a little tune I wrote for it:
(“Herland” – a Broadway tune written by me)
All: What is to become of HER?
Solo Male 2: Is it like Themyscira?
Solo Male 1: Is Aphrodite and Diana here?
Males: For two thousand years it was SHE, SHE, SHE!
Females: Strong as any HE, HE, HE!
Males: Short hair! Long pants!
Solo Male 1: The only curves were in the land!
Lead Female: No reproduction without it!
Solo Male 2: No man, no hog, no man’s best friend
Solo Female 2: Not even some little Lepidoptera…
All: Only Education is important in… Herland!
Solo Male 2: I will serve and protect!
Lead Female: Will not!
Solo Male 3: I will conquer and win!
Lead Female: Will not!
Males: It’s Herland!
Solo Male 1: New language, new clothes, new country, new fortress!
Solo Male 2: New land!
Solo Male 3: Now we must plan our escape.
Lead Female: Don’t think so.
Solo Male 2: But our biplane is covered in a giant cape…
Lead Female: You must master our mastering.
Males: We must obey.
Solo Male 3: We must discover their secrets of reproductivity…
Solo Male 2: We must befriend and seduce…
Lead Female: Now all of their attention is He, He, He,
Not one, not two, but three –
NONE is enough for me!
Solo Female 1: I got my eye on…
Lead Female: Enough!
Solo Male 1: I got my eye on…
Lead Female: Enough!
Males: We’ve got our eyes on Herland!
Females: They have their eyes on Herland!
All: All the eyes are on Herland!
Solo Male 2: I got my eye on HER!
I wrote this while taking Coursera’s Fantasy & Science Fiction course. The assignment was to write an essay on HG Wells work, but I do things my way. I combined the two stories and created a poem out of it.
She was like a lion,
a big bright shining star
Her mane rose up,
captured the sky
like a chariot on fire,
those that surrounded her
Push, pull, push, pull…
Most never take notice
until it’s too late
But the one with one eye –
Yes, he notices
He sees her bodacious beauty –
mountains rising above him,
he begins to feel caved in
Until he realizes he’s in love.
This was published in Flash Fiction Chronicles a few years ago:
An assignment in the Fiction and Fantasy course I am taking required reading Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Alice Through the Looking Glass. I don’t believe I’d ever read the originals, but they are far different from a child’s world of imagination when read as an adult. I really wanted to dig deeper into Alice’s world, however, the assignments only allow us less than a 400-word count, and I could have written 10 pages on just the symbolism alone. This still isn’t my best work, because I was rushed to complete this as well as another course assignment.
As this was my first time ever reading both Alice in Wonderland (AW) and Alice Through the Looking Glass (ALG), I came to the conclusion that Alice was an adolescent going through an identity crisis, perhaps suffering from mental illness, drug/alcohol introduction, and sexual abuse.
The beginning of ALW reveals instances of indulgence and innocence changed – such as the White Rabbit (fertility, innocence), the cake (something sweet), the “drink me” bottle (indulgence), a golden key, orange marmalade (sweet), and later the white roses painted red. Everything in the first chapter presented to Alice is “sinful” in one way or another, and also seemed both keep her innocence, but at the same time reveal it was not so much. Alice has indulged in the “sweetness” of cake and a drink, both of which change both her attitude (“people are pushy”) and altitude (“nothing is the same”) of things to become her. In later chapters, Alice is presented as both a victim and someone unusual (as a possible example of mental illness – remembering this is the 1800s).
In Chapter 2, Alice begins to speak to objects (her own feet) as if they can hear and understand her, and she does this as well in ALG when speaking to the kitten as if it were human (she also bullies the kitten). In both cases, Alice speaks to herself in third person, as if she is someone else altogether, and refers to herself by other names, especially after the Cheshire Cat begins to call Alice “Mary Ann.” Once the Cat tells Alice “We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad,” then it becomes clear that Alice is perhaps in a place in which others are not mentally stable. Eventually, Alice admits to playing games with herself, and some of the games enter her dream – even though they may not make sense at first.