These poems are supposed to be gifts for you, but they are such gifts to me. Thank you for the miraculous opportunity to be present to the radiant truth that I am surrounded by abundant brilliance and priceless people!!!
This poem is for Mecca Jamilah Sullivan who I see not at all often enough, but who I am always present to as a fellow traveler. Before we ever met our friends in common (especially La Marr Jurelle Bruce) KNEW that we should know each other. Ours is a relationship like that of many sister-comrades in conversation across wide space, but with such affirming proximity of spirit! And so it is an honor to dedicate this poem, inspired by one of Audre Lorde's several poems to her sister-comrade Pat Parker, to the great writer, scholar, performer, activist, Mecca Jamilah Sullivan!
And guess what! We are 86% of the way to our goal. If you want to join the chorus of angels that is affirming this blessing of a trip to visit Gloria Joseph in St. Croix and commune with the spirit of Audre Lorde and to be near a beach for two much needed weeks chip in here: http://alexispauline.chipin.com/praise-the-lorde-st-croix-dream-trip
For Mecca Jamilah Sullivan
After Audre Lorde’s “Girlfriend”
read your cybernetic name
like air traffic neon
landing stripped to faith
a way home in the dark
taken * delicious
just plain right
need to know
that all year long
another presses pencil to bone
pushes black keys to re-cord chords
otherwise forgotten
badly madly radly
in it
spirit in flight
let’s make a phone book
a hotline
for those of us who know
this is what it means to live
forever
silence pregnant born again to witness
beloved voices haunting into word.
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