Thursday, 5 April 2012

Ekphrasis Post

Day 5 of the Health Activist Writers Month Challenge.

Ekphrasis Post. Go to and write a post inspired by the image. Can you link it to your health focus? Don’t forget to post the image!

Ekphrasis: a literary description of or commentary on a visual work of art.

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I love this type of challenge!! mainly because it always amazes me how the 'chance' picture you come across can be so apt.

Wow... and this image couldn't be more perfect for PMDD.  A girl alone on a dirt track.  The sky behind full of storm clouds.  A cage.

PMDD is certainly a cage of symptoms that has a door on time release.  When the turmoil of hormones looses it's grip, the cage door is flung open, allowing the real woman to escape.  Freedom.  Release.  Excitement and energy.  We fly away from the PMDD, even if only for a few days.  Then, as the cycle turns, the door slams shut, and again, we find ourselves trapped in the crazy emotions and anxiety that our sensitivity to hormones brings.  We are walking alone again, along that dirt track, withe the clouds heavy with rain.

Like the girl in the picture, we hold on to this cage, as for some, it is all we know.  The cage can be comfortable in that sense.  Plus there is an element of not being able to get rid of the cage, as that is to some extent, out of out control.  It's like out hands are superglued to the picture.

This picture, encompasses so many elements of PMDD.  Why is she sitting down? is she tired of carrying the cage?  She watches the colourful birds flying away... almost with envy that they are free and she still has a long way to walk through the storm.  It could rain at any moment.  There is uncertainty.  Just like living with PMDD...  The uncertainty of how we will feel from one day to the next.  The fear that we will be forever trapped.

But the birds DO fly free.  In the same way that every month we find that freedom, and can leave the cage, and the storm, behind.

1 comment:

Megzy said...

Absolutely BEAUTIFUL analogy, Cat! I wrote a poem a while ago about feeling like a monstor in a cage. I like the idea of being a bird better...trapped for only a little while, knowing there is hope to fly away to freedom. :)

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