It’s made from love and rage and the shredded trains of an unrealizeable future, angel ligaments, bus rides, friends on bikes, cruel glittering snow, and all the rust and all the sparking haywire power structures of Buffalo.
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Karen Brodine on Organizing and Poetry – December’s (attempted) reading
“The poem I write, by itself, will not organize for affirmative action, or abortion. Action, organizing with other people, has to do that. New different poems come out of that organizing experience. I can give a new poem, copied secretly on the office machine, to my fellow workers. Because the images in it come from us, our anger, our resistance, my co-workers care for the poem, and it becomes a part of the gathering force of our solidarity”
Who Knows How Long Any of This Might Last — Two New Poems
Sam Heaps put out a call for writers to explain George Oppen’s “Of Being Numerous.” Oppen was one of the early poets C & I could love together. His poems can seem crystalline, oblique, yet still somehow warm, and we both admired his integrity. Rereading the poem after Sam’s call, I felt it explained more of this quaking moment than I could explain the poem. But I shaped some things in dialogue with lines from the poem.