The universe blesses us in many ways. And black feminism lives in the trees, in the ground and in the sky, but especially, resplendently in human form. I am happy to live in the quirky world where Sarah walks, teaches and heals. This is a poem based on one of the more intimate and confrontational poems
in Lorde's Marvelous Arithmetics of Distance, transformed into a love poem for Sarah as she witnesses the possibility of peace in occupied Palestine. Nothing is impossible. So much love and gratitude to you Sarah, for being you.
And gratitude to each of you for being part of a love fueled journey of black feminist possibility through the sky and every other superhighway of love: http://alexispauline.chipin.com/praise-the-lorde-st-croix-dream-trip
Found
For Sarah Thompson
After Audre Lorde’s “Judith’s Fancy”
Go handclap on a revolution
found sister find space
for truth in the rubble and trouble
of faith
between here
and Sunday
is a road travelled better
off eggshell sweetness
welcome to
the everyday theology
of quirk
the work
of unshirked commitment
to us
to you as
enough us
to bust
a move
past life into love
whirlwind in face
sit childlike
stand dance
in the midst.
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