Somehow, I've always found Poetry written by women(Try saying Female poets out aloud. It just doesnt sound right)packs a lot more force than those written by the male gender. Perhaps because they had to struggle much, much harder and until recently, the avenues for their expression were seriously limited. Besides, to be acclaimed, the women of the 19th and the 20th centuries had to be twice as good as their male counterparts. Oh, they had their problems alright. Most of the ones that I like were Suicidal or manic depressive. But aren't all great artists self destructive? Anyway, I came across this one by Emily Dickinson last night and I had to put it somewhere accessible. This is how it goes.

Though the great Waters sleep,
That they are still the Deep,
We cannot doubt --
No vacillating God
Ignited this Abode
To put it out --
- Emily Dickinson