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Andreea Apostu | Poetic Stand:  „Prematur” de Miruna Vlada – curaj și vulnerabilitate

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The speech frequently takes the form of the manifesto and assertion in the first part of the book, Manifest extrauterin (after 16 years), a resume and deepening of the voice from extrauterine poems, which already announced an iconoclastic intention and turned away from the world, like the retroverted uterus, which does not just refuse expulsion, but also the access to a self-flagellating intimacy, in a continuous process of approaching and rejecting itself: "I have a retroverted uterus/ the ultrasound always shows it twisted inwards/ it sits with its back to the world. there is no way out of it / your amniotic world is an increasingly improbable one" (p. 22).

Not by chance, the volume opens with a negation: "I don't want my ovaries", which amounts to an annulment of biology and the classical societal identification between femininity and reproductive organs. This is followed by an extirpation of the uterus, the other essential anatomical part, in which the role imposed on women is perfected: "all I can write are the clinical records of a / hysterectomy / with the precision of minimally invasive robotic surgery" (p. 23). Throughout the first part, the poetic voice does not exist at any time per se, but it is situated, from the very beginning, in a symbolic descent, very old, of oppression: "you are the offspring of a colony of witches who/ refused their wombs". A few poems later, the antecedents return through a suggestive matryoshka-type image, which leaves very little room for movement outside of social and cultural determination: "We are a well-organized warehouse// Everything, from great-grandmother to daughter, we are like/pea pods sitting in other pea pods".

Beyond placing in an anteriority, the lyrics also occasion a contemporary conjunction – first, in a broad sense, with the female generation that follows 1989 he was able to have control over his own body through contraceptive methods, then, in the narrow sense, with the female generation not only postponing motherhood, but he ostentatiously denies it, despite persistent attempts to impose supra-individual ends on the female body. Between the women of the communist period and the current ones there is both a relationship of opposition, as well as one of continuity, the refusal of motherhood coming on the chain of a collective trauma that not only influences the present, but it survives the individual and perpetuates itself: "the body holds history in it. and then all kinds of eczema appear./ the historian is a dermatologist of the nation" (p. 34) "and then where is the Memory of the love your parents put in you/ I only have in me the Memory of the mistake of being born as a result/ of a barbaric Decree/ of my mother's cowardice, and her lack of money for an illegal and dangerous abortion"; "I come on an Indian string of massive abortions/ from communism/ from the alley with the andres in the bathroom/ self-explanatory". (p. 44). Trauma is genealogy would be the conclusion of this section of but also in the darkest corners of Romanian society, in which we encounter an archeology of lack of control, followed by the withdrawal of the main syncopes of recent collective history."

Read the entire chronicle by Andreea Apostu on Poetic Stand: https://poeticstand.com/2021/07/06/prematur-de-miruna-vlada-curaj-si-vulnerabilitate/?fbclid=IwAR0tQ1C5Fv3nVjjWtwJJNEnbRu_z_BA6PD-4jVLV0-tk47LOtsCgtWXv4As

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