Women TalkThey talk in the street and on the stairs, holding a tin of beans or can of soup.
It's not just women, the girls too speak up, wrangling and arguing
Most of them tell you they believe nobody is listening to them
The men stay around staring in the distance with glazed eyes
Steadily showing their indifference by not catching a word
Women are used to talk loud and yet not to be heard
However they do grasp each other’s meanings
Late at night they recall a phrase, a joke
They’ll giggle at a funny thought
Smiling themselves to sleep.Le Parler des femmesElles parlent dans la rue et dans les escaliers, avec une boîte de haricots ou de soupe à la main
Ce ne sont pas seulement les femmes, les filles aussi s’expriment, se disputent et discutent
Beaucoup vous dirons que d’après elles, personne ne les écoute
Les hommes maintiennent simplement des regards vitreux
Et souvent montre leur incompréhension des paroles
Les femmes parlent fort mais sans être entendues
Pourtant elles se comprennent bien entre elles
Car dans la nuit elles rient d’un mot
Et s’ endorment en souriant
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I am a French-born Australian linguist who loves writing about multicultural experiences. Taught English in Zambia and Papua New Guinea, gained a Doctorate with UPNG. In Western Australia I worked with migrants and Indigenous communities in Kalgoorlie and Roebourne. In charge of Amnesty International WA, then moved to Adelaide. Short-listed by The Human Rights Commission for the Literature NF Award for the anthology I edited with the Multicultural Writers Association of Australia, I later published my memoir. Volunteered with the Writers Centre, became active with PEN.
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