While women try to leap it,
the gorge between the genders,
men mostly stand and gape.
O, that gorgeous otherness,
wider than ideology’s lies!
Breast, larynx and brain,
hip, heart and thigh—every cell
in every part of every woman
is female, feminine, familiar-foreign—
every cell is chromosomed double-X.
O! No wonder men stagger
with attraction and astonishment,
all their cells and senses
calling, yearning, crying,
The second X is the reason Y!