Apr 20, 2013

Poetry Solace: Of dreams before waking

Continuing with another poem from Adrienne Rich..

Dreams before Waking
What will make it for you?
You don't want to know the stages
and those who go through them don't want to tell
You have your four locks on the door
your savings, your respectable past
your strangely querulous body, suffering
sickness of the city no one can name
You have your pride, your bitterness
your memories of sunset
you think you can make it straight through
if you don't speak of despair.

What would it mean to live
in a city whose people were changing
each other's despair into hope? ---
You yourself must change it. ---
what would it feel like to know
your country was changing? ---
You yourself must change it. ---
Though your life felt arduous
new and unmapped and strange
what would it mean to stand on the first
page of the end of despair?


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