Friday, June 13, 2008

A poem in response to Dorothy Allison's essay: A Question of Class.

A poem in response to Dorothy Allison's essay: A Question of Class.
For Dorothy.

Courage, humor and love

simply disappear

in the politics of They


Despair must be lived

in a world that despises the weak.

They who hold dominion

overcome and deny.


The impulse to forget/remember

those who disappear into:

one pair of eyes

one set of hands

--heard by no one.


Our tears form the ground notes

in the howling cadence of
  
what  will not change

in the nightmare world of We.


Courage soul: learn to wield.

© Karen Joyce  06/2008

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