BlueIris
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Fri Aug-17-07 06:41 PM
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The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poem Thread, 8/17/07 Bonus |
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"Deathwatch"
Twitching in the cactus hospital gown, a loon on hairpin wings, she tells me how her episiotomy is perfectly sewn and doesn't hurt while she sits in a pile of blood which once cleaned the placenta my third son should be in. She tells me how early he is, and how strong, like his father, and long, like a black- stemmed Easter rose in a white hand.
Just under five pounds you lie there, a collapsed balloon doll, burst in your fifteenth hour, with the face of your black father, his fingers, his toes, and eight voodoo adrenalin holes in your pinwheeled hair-lined chest; you witness your parents sign the autopsy and disposal papers shrunken to duplicate in black ink on white paper like the country you were born in, unreal, asleep, silent, almost alive.
—Michael S. Harper
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Fri Aug-17-07 06:53 PM
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This sure is grim...
And sad...
I mean, it's well written and all...
But omigod...sooooooo sad.
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Fri Aug-17-07 07:02 PM
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2. Yes, it IS sad, especially when read as a poem in which the death of a child |
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Edited on Fri Aug-17-07 07:03 PM by BlueIris
and the parents grief are metaphors for the collective broken spirit of African-Americans after the end of the Civil Rights movement (the poem was published in 1970).
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