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    Later Poems Selected and New

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      THIS IS NOT THE ROOM

      U.S. Vice President Richard Cheney, on NBC’s Meet the Press, September 16, 2001: “we also have to work, though, sort of, the dark side . . . use any means at our disposal, basically, to achieve our objective.”

      REREADING The Dead Lecturer

      See LeRoi Jones (Amiri Baraka), The Dead Lecturer: Poems (New York: Grove, 1967).

      LETTERS CENSORED, SHREDDED, RETURNED TO SENDER OR JUDGED UNFIT TO SEND

      Passages in quotes are for Giuseppe Fiori, Antonio Gramsci: Life of a Revolutionary, trans. Tom Nairn (New York: Verso, 1990), pp. 31, 239; Antonio Gramsci, Prison Letters, ed. and trans. Hamish Henderson (London: Pluto Press, 1996), p. 135; and Antonio Gramsci, Prison Notebooks, ed. Joseph A. Buttigeig, trans. Joseph A. Buttigeig and Antonio Callari, 2 vols. (New York: Columbia University Press, 1992), I, p. 213.

      DRAFT #2006: VI

      “Out of sight, out of mind.” See Carolyn Jones, “Battle of the Beds,” San Francisco Chronicle, December 19, 2005, p. A-1.

      Tonight No Poetry Will Serve

      WAITING FOR RAIN, FOR MUSIC

      “Send my roots rain.” Gerard Manley Hopkins, Gerard Manley Hopkins: Selections, 1986, ed. Catherine Phillips, The Oxford Authors (New York: Oxford University Press, 1986), p. 183.

      “A struggle at the roots of the mind.” Raymond Williams, Marxism and Literature (Oxford, Eng.: Oxford University Press, 1977), p. 212.

      READING THE ILIAD (AS IF) FOR THE FIRST TIME

      “For those dreamers who considered that force, thanks to progress, would soon be a thing of the past, the Iliad could appear as an historical document; for others, whose powers of recognition are more acute and who perceive force, today as yesterday, at the very center of human history, the Iliad is the purest and the loveliest of mirrors”: Simone Weil, The Iliad; or, The Poem of Force, (1940), trans. Mary McCarthy (Wallingford, Pa.: Pendle Hill, 1956), p. 3.

      “Delusion / a daughter.” See Homer, The Iliad, trans. Richmond Lattimore (Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1951), pp. 394–395, bk. 19, lines 91–130.

      “Horses turn away their heads / weeping.” Homer, pp. 365–366, bk. 17, lines 426–440.

      I WAS THERE, AXEL

      “The Blue Ghazals.” See Adrienne Rich, The Will to Change (New York: Norton, 1971), p. 24.

      BALLADE OF THE POVERTIES

      This revival of an old form owes inspiration to François Villon, The Poems of François Villon, ed. and trans. Galway Kinnell (Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1977).

      BLACK LOCKET

      “It lies in ‘the way of seeing the world’ . . .”: Laura Betti, ed., Pier Paolo Pasolini: A Future Life (Italy: Associazione “Fondo Pier Paolo Pasolini,” 1989), pp. 19–20.

      GENEROSITY

      The books mentioned are James Scully, Raging Beauty: Selected Poems (Washington, D.C.: Azul Editions, 1994), and René Char, Lettera Amorosa (Paris: Gallimard, 1953), with illustrations by Georges Braque and Jean Arp.

      POWERS OF RECUPERATION

      “the massive figure on unrest’s verge.” See Melencolia I, a 1514 engraving by Albrecht Dürer. The “I” is thought to refer to “Melencolia Imaginativa,” one of three types of melancholy described by Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa (1486–1535).

      Acknowledgments

      * * *

      Some of the new poems included appeared in the following print and online journals:

      Xcp: Cross-Cultural Poetics: “For the Young Anarchists”

      Red Wheelbarrow: “Teethsucking Bird”

      Monthly Review: An Independent Socialist Magazine: “Liberté”

      Granta: “Endpapers”

      Tin House: “From Strata”

      Paris Review: “Itinerary”

      A Public Space: “Tracings”

      Kweli Journal: “Undesigned,” “Suspended Lines”

      Index of Titles and First Lines

      * * *

      A child’s hand smears a wall the reproof is bitter, 411

      A clear night if the mind were clear, 82

      A conversation begins, 40

      A crime of nostalgia, 477

      A dark woman, head bent, listening for something, 213

      A fogged hill-scene on an enormous continent, 37

      A life hauls itself uphill, 304

      All that can be unknown is stored in the black screen of a broken, 366

      All winter you went to bed early, drugging yourself on War and, 189

      A locomotive pushing through snow in the mountains, 423

      Alternating Current, 394

      A man lies under a car half bare, 420

      A man walking on the street, 190

      Amends, 252

      An idea declared itself between us, 338

      And Now, 266

      And now as you read these poems, 266

      Ankles shackled, 500

      Archaic, 421

      Architect, 340

      A room papered with clippings, 414

      Art of Translation, The, 291

      Atlas of the Difficult World, An, 213

      at the oak table under the ceiling fan, 234

      A white woman dreaming of innocence, 137

      A wild patience has taken me this far, 75

      A woman of the citizen party—what’s that—, 486

      Axel Avákar, 464

      Ballade of the Poverties, 472

      Baltimore: a fragment from the Thirties, 154

      Behind the Motel, 420

      Black Locket, 484

      Blue Rock, 157

      Burn me some music Send my roots rain I’m swept, 453

      Burnt by lightning nevertheless, 493

      Calibrations, 412

      Calle Visión, 253

      Call me Sebastian, arrows sticking all over, 482

      Camino Real, 310

      Cartographies of Silence, 40

      Caustic implacable, 474

      Centaur’s Requiem, 369

      Char, 299

      Children Playing Checkers at the Edge of the Forest, 192

      Circum/Stances, 477

      Citizen/Alien/Night/Mare, 382

      Coast to Coast, 73

      Cold wit leaves me cold, 421

      Confrontations, 476

      Contradictions: Tracking Poems, 164

      —Could you see me laboring over this, 435

      Dangerous of course to draw, 264

      Darklight, 240

      Death, goodlooking as only a skeleton can get, 485

      Delta, 199

      Deportations, 265

      Despair falls, 140

      Director’s Notes, 432

      Dislocations: Seven Scenarios, 397

      Diving into the Wreck, 14

      Doves bleat, crows repeat, 501

      Draft #2006, 443

      Dreams Before Waking, 140

      Dreamwood, 201

      Early day. Grey the air, 240

      Edges, 163

      Emergency Clinic, 474

      Endpapers, 511

      Ends of the Earth, 366

      Equinox, 371

      Even if we knew the children were all asleep, 153

      Europe 1953, 85

      Exceptional, 91

      Final Notations, 243

      Fire, 344

      First having read the book of myths, 14

      Food Packages: 1947, 262

      For a Friend in Travail, 242

      For a Sister, 23

      For Ethel Rosenberg, 85

      For Memory, 80

      For the Dead, 24

      For the Record, 130

      For the Young Anarchists, 495

      For This, 336

      Four Short Poems, 361

      Fox, 342

      Fragments of an Opera, 496

      Frame, 105

      From 1964: a color snapshot: you, 143

      from crush and splinter, 430

      From shores of sickness: skin of the globe stretches and snakes, 461

      From Sickbed Shores, 461

      From Strata, 507

      From the Prison House, 12

      From you I want more than I’ve ever asked, 249

      Genero
    sity, 485

      Grandmothers, 95

      Grating, 346

      Hail-spurting sky sun, 352

      Harpers Ferry, 202

      Heroines, 91

      Homage to Winter, 155

      Hot stink of skunk, 310

      How a bed once dressed with a kindly quilt becomes, 363

      Hubble Photographs: After Sappho, 426

      Hunger, 37

      I dreamed I called you on the telephone, 24

      If I’ve reached for your lines (I have), 336

      If the road’s a frayed ribbon strung through dunes, 511

      If you have taken this rubble for my past, 199

      If Your Name Is on the List, 351

      If your name is on the list of judges, 351

      I love the infinity of these silent spaces, 343

      Imagine a city where nothing’s, 317

      In a Classroom, 188

      Incipience, 7

      I needed fox Badly I needed, 342

      In Memoriam: D.K., 190

      Innocence: 1945, 263

      In paradise every, 402

      In Plain Sight, 417

      Inscriptions, 273

      Integrity, 75

      In their own way, by their own lights, 25

      In the old, scratched, cheap wood of the typing stand, 201

      in the old city incendiaries abound, 344

      In the sleepless sleep of dawn, in the dreamless dream, 163

      In Those Years, 248

      In those years, people will say, we lost track, 248

      I sat down facing the steep place where, 364

      Itinerary, 493

      I trust none of them. Only my existence, 23

      It’s happened already while we were still, 265

      It should be the most desired sight of all, 426

      It’s June and summer’s height, 200

      It’s not new, this condition, just for awhile, 476

      It wasn’t as if our lives depended on it—, 502

      it will not be simple, it will not be long, 243

      Late night on the underside a spectral glare, 349

      Letters Censored, Shredded, Returned to Sender or Judged Unfit to Send, 435

      Letters to a Young Poet, 306

      Liberté, 500

      Little as I knew you I know you: little as you knew me you, 273

      Living in the earth-deposits of our history, 33

      Living Memory, 206

      Long After Stevens, 423

      Long Conversation, A, 319

      Look: this is January the worst onslaught, 164

      Lurid, garish, gash, 455

      Marghanita, 234

      Medical textbooks propped in a dusty window, 154

      Meditations for a Savage Child, 25

      Messages, 343

      Metallic slam on a moonless night, 403

      Midnight Salvage, 293

      Miracle Ice Cream, 250

      MIRACLE’S truck comes down the little avenue, 250

      Mirror in Which Two Are Seen As One, The, 9

      Modotti, 302

      Mute it utters ravage guernican, 480

      My neighbor moving, 417

      Negotiations, 187

      Night-life. Letters, journals, bourbon, 34

      Nights like this: on the cold apple-bough, 252

      Noctilucent Clouds, 349

      North American Time, 132

      Not having worn, 346

      not talk, 378

      Nothing he had done before, 340

      Not what you thought: just a turn-off, 253

      Novel, The, 189

      of polished tables lit with medalled, 428

      Old words: trust fidelity, 80

      One Kind of Terror: A Love Poem, 143

      Open the book of tales you knew by heart, 206

      Origins and History of Consciousness, 34

      Out in this desert we are testing bombs, 3

      Over the hills in Shutesbury, Leverett, 98

      Overthrow. And make new, 433

      Paula Becker to Clara Westhoff, 58

      Phenomenology of Anger, The, 18

      Poetry: I, 151

      Poetry: II, Chicago, 152

      Poetry: III, 153

      Powdered milk, chocolate bars, canned fruit, tea, 262

      Power, 33

      Powers of Recuperation, 486

      Quarto, 482

      Rachel, 251

      Rauschenberg’s Bed, 336

      Reading the Iliad (As If) for the First Time, 455

      Regardless, 338

      Rereading The Dead Lecturer, 433

      Reversion, 260

      Rhyme, 424

      Ritual Acts, 391

      Rusted Legacy, 317

      Saw you walking barefoot, 457

      Scene One: Ales, Sardinia, 19—, 496

      Scenes of Negotiation, 458

      School Among the Ruins, The, 374

      Scrape a toxic field with a broken hoe, 504

      Screen Door, 403

      Seven Skins, 313

      Shattered Head, 304

      She is the one you call sister, 9

      She tunes her guitar for Landstuhl, 412

      Should blue air in its purity let you disdain, 441

      Six Narratives, 267

      Sixteen years. The narrow, rough-gullied backroads, 113

      6/21, 200

      Sleep horns of a snail, 194

      Sleepwalking Next to Death, 194

      Solfeggietto, 183

      Someday if someday comes we will agree, 187

      Someone at a table under a brown metal lamp, 151

      Something spreading underground won’t speak to us, 333

      Sometimes I’m back in that city, 394

      Sources, 113

      Spirit of Place, The, 98

      Spring nights you pillow your head on a sack, 429

      Still learning the word, 397

      Sunset, December, 1993, 264

      Suppose we came back as ghosts asking the unasked questions, 443

      Suspended Lines, 504

      Tactile Value, 430

      Talking of poetry, hauling the books, 188

      Tattered Kaddish, 236

      Taurean reaper of the wild apple field, 236

      Teaching the first lesson and the last, 374

      Teethsucking Bird, 501

      Telephone Ringing in the Labyrinth, 448

      Tell Me, 372

      Tell me, why way toward dawn the body, 372

      Tendril, 404

      Terza Rima, 352

      That Mouth, 233

      That the meek word like the righteous word can bully, 389

      The autumn feels slowed down, 58

      “The beauty of it was the guilt, 263

      The clouds and the stars didn’t wage this war, 130

      The engineer’s story of hauling coal, 381

      The freedom of the wholly mad, 18

      The I you know isn’t me, you said, truthtelling liar, 465

      The leafbud straggles forth, 57

      The moon, 361

      The ornament hung from my neck is a black locket, 484

      There are days when housework seems the only, 73

      There is bracken there is the dark mulberry, 299

      There Is No One Story and One Story Only, 381

      There’s a girl born in abrupt August light, 251

      There’s a place between two stands of trees where the grass grows, 247

      There’s the poverty of the cockroach kingdom and the rusted, 472

      The thirtieth of November, 67

      This, 186

      This chair delivered yesterday, 505

      This Evening Let’s, 378

      This Is Not the Room, 428

      This is the girl’s mouth, the taste, 233

      This woman/ the heart of the matter, 260

      Through Corralitos Under Rolls of Cloud, 237

      Time split like a fruit between dark and light, 370

      To have seen you exactly, once, 291

      To live, to lie awake, 7

      Tonight No Poetry Will Serve, 457

      To the Days, 249

      Toward the Solstice, 67


      Tracings, 505

      Transit, 78

      Transparencies, 389

      Trying to Talk with a Man, 3

      Trying to tell you how, 5

      Twenty-one Love Poems, 45

      Two green-webbed chairs, 192

      Underneath my lids another eye has opened, 12

      Under this blue, 507

      Undesigned, 502

      University Reopens as the Floods Recede, The, 441

      Unknown Quantity, 429

      Upper Broadway, 57

      Up skyward through a glazed rectangle I, 293

      Usonian Journals 2000, 382

      Victory, 333

      Virginia 1906, 137

      Vision, A, 108

      Voyage to the Denouement, 411

      Wait, 402

      Waiting for Rain, for Music, 453

      Waiting for You at the Mystery Spot, 364

      Walk along back of the library, 313

      Walking by the fence but the house, 424

      Walking from violence: the surgeon’s probe left in the foot, 242

      Wallpaper, 414

      —warm bloom of blood in the child’s arterial tree, 319

      We are asking for books, 391

      We had no petnames, no diminutives for you, 95

      Whatever a poet is, 152

      Whatever we hunger for, 495

      What is a Jew in solitude?, 159

      What Is Possible, 82

      What Kind of Times Are These, 247

      What’s kept. What’s lost. A snap decision, 149

      What Was, Is; What Might Have Been, Might Be, 149

      When I meet the skier she is always, 78

      When my dreams showed signs, 132

      When We Dead Awaken, 5

      Where do I get this landscape? Two river-roads, 202

      Wherever in this city, screens flicker, 45

      Why does the outstretched finger of home, 404

      Winterface, 480

      Winter twilight. She comes out of the lab-, 105

      Woman Dead in Her Forties, A, 61

      Yom Kippur 1984, 159

      You: a woman too old, 155

      You don’t want a harsh outcry here, 432

      You drew up the story of your life I was in that story, 267

      Your breasts/ sliced-off The scars, 61

      Your chunk of lapis-lazuli shoots its stain, 157

      Your footprints of light on sensitive paper, 302

      Your hooves drawn together underbelly, 369

      Your photograph won’t do you justice, 306

      Your windfall at fifteen your Steinway grand, 183

      You. There, with your gazing eyes, 108

      You who can be silent in twelve languages, 448

      Z: I hated that job but You’d have taken it too if you’d had a, 458

      Copyright

      Copyright © 2013 by The Adrienne Rich Literary Trust. Copyright © 2011, 2007,

     


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