I would venture to guess than Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman. A Room of One's Own

“Is there anything surprising in one who passes from divine contemplations to the evil state of man, misbehaving himself in a ridiculous manner; if, while his eyes are blinking and before he has become accustomed to the surrounding darkness, he is compelled to fight in courts of law, or in other places, about the images or the shadows of images of justice, and is endeavouring to meet the conceptions of those who have never yet seen absolute justice?” Republic

Still, life had a way of adding day to day. Mrs. Dalloway

It’s not a matter of old or new forms; a person writes without thinking about any forms, he writes because it flows freely from his soul. Seagull