Friday, November 12, 2010

more adrienne

"how we are burning up our lives
              the subway
              hurtling to Brooklyn
              her head on her knees
              asleep or drugged

la via del tren subterraneo 
es peligrosa

             many sleep
             the whole way
             others sit
             staring holes of fire into the air
             others plan rebellion:

             night after night
             awake in prison, my mind
             licked at the mattress like a flame
             till the cellblock went up roaring

      Thoreau setting fire to the woods

Every act of becoming conscious
(it says here in this book)
is an unnatural act."

(Adrienne Rich, from The Phenomenology of Anger, 1972)

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