- Category: Culture
- Created on Friday, 09 October 2009 13:41
- Written by Jed Brandt
The poem Last Fall and Next Spring was written for the cynical and sincere alike, in response to the article “Lalgarh and Misconceptions of Some Misguided Intellectuals” by Ajay, who wrote:
“Not just excruciating poverty, but the varied forms of humiliation, oppression and intolerable discrimination, is something that our intellectuals should feel even if they do not experience it. There is necessity to first and foremost put one’s heart in the right place (i.e. feel for the suffering of the masses) and then see all intellectual exercises in this framework. Democracy, violence, peace, et al are only words thrown around by one and all (including the rulers) but to what purpose. The single purpose can only be justice, humanity and equality for the vast masses of the population.”
LAST FALL AND NEXT SPRING
by Jed Brandt
Let's not pretend about anything at all.
Tell me he is a poet I hear you tell me "now, that man can talk."
Trust the statesman, his duties; see bodies and parts of bodies left on the road to be seen; police shackles endless prison florescence all human borders children taught to yes sir fear the body and not even notice holocaust engines the lonely and old. Or to notice and not care or to care but not much or be scared, a whisper in the storm.
There is no reason no good reason to call truth tiresome deny a flower its bloom breathe a lie convenient for a time. To be clear, lyrical: this convenience is the mercury measure of privilege, called liberty called relevance without irony at this late hour.
When they say what really matters, they tell you who really don't.
All the words in every language; once spoken, yet to come: yes, we are and will be; this becoming, no less real for its promise.