Anne Bradstreet (1613-1672) was the first woman to publish poetry in the American colonies. This excerpt reveals Anna’s response to the scorn she encountered from her contemporaries because of her gender.
The Tenth Muse Lately Sprung Up in America, Anne Bradstreet.
I am obnoxious to each carping tongue, Who sayes, my hand a needle better fits, A Poets Pen, all scorne, I should thus wrong;
For such despight they cast on female wits:
If what I doe prove well, it wo’nt advance, They’l say its stolne, or else, it was by chance.