Thursday, December 16, 2021

Honoring bell hooks


Here is a passage from bell hooks' Appalachian Elegy: Poetry and Place


again and again
she calls me
this wilderness within
urging me onward
be here
make a path
where the sound
of ancestors speaks
a language heard beyond the grave
this earth I stand on
belongs to the many dead
treasure I find here
is all gift
tender solace
holding back the future
the dead that will not let us forget
late ones
and even further back
the ancients
dreaming achieving
they will not let us forget
time is aboriginal eternal
they carry us back
take us through the sacred portal
that we may come again then again
into the always present

(hooks, 2012, p. 17)