Wednesday, June 05, 2019

The prophetic words of poet Adrienne Rich

Adrienne Rich (1929 to 2012) was a poet, an activist and a feminist. The following poem, although written in 1991, perfectly describes to me the frustration, the shame and the sense of loss that I feel our country is experiencing today..


There’s a place between two stands of trees where the grass grows uphill
and the old revolutionary road breaks off in to shadows
near a meeting-house abandoned by the persecuted
who disappeared into those shadows.

I’ve walked there picking mushrooms at the edge of dread, but don’t be fooled,
this isn’t a Russian poem, this is not somewhere else but here, our country moving closer to its own truth and dread,
its own ways of making people disappear.

I won’t tell you where the place is, the dark mesh of the woods meeting the unmarked strip of light --
ghost-ridden crossroads, leaf mold paradise:
I know already who wants to buy it, sell it, make it disappear.

And I won’t tell you where it is, so why do I tell you
anything? Because you still listen, because in times
like these to have you listen at all, It’s necessary
to talk about trees.”


Blogger Marie Smith said...

Lots of food for thought!

7:41 PM  
Blogger Arkansas Patti said...

She states it well. These are really hard times to digest. Daily I wail,"What is wrong with people?"

8:33 AM  
Blogger Anvilcloud said...

Before I re-read your title, the word, prophetic, came to mind.

1:13 PM  
Blogger NCmountainwoman said...

I love it. And so true.

10:26 AM  
Blogger troutbirder said...

I have a red hat with white printing which says let's make Orwell's novel fiction again....

4:34 PM  

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