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1768: Tattered Kaddish | Adrienne Rich

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"Tattered Kaddish"
Adrienne Rich

Taurean reaper of the wild apple field
messenger from earthmire gleaning
transcripts of fog
in the nineteenth year and the eleventh month
speak your tattered Kaddish for all suicides:

Praise to life though it crumbled in like a tunnel
on ones we knew and loved

Praise to life though its windows blew shut
on the breathing-room of ones we knew and loved

Praise to life though ones we knew and loved
loved it badly, too well, and not enough

Praise to life though it tightened like a knot
on the hearts of ones we thought we knew loved us

Praise to life giving room and reason
to ones we knew and loved who felt unpraisable

Praise to them, how they loved it, when they could.


say out loud:/somebody at sunrise be distraught/for love of me,/somebody at sunset call my name.

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versipellis
Jul. 25th, 2013 04:55 pm (UTC)
I'm not sure all of this totally works for me, but I love some of the metaphors she uses.
animaltime
Jul. 26th, 2013 09:34 pm (UTC)
I love this one. I love Adrienne Rich.
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