Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Your other name, by Tara Sophia Mohr
Mary Lou Williams - Gloria
from her 1974 Zoning album
If your life doesn’t often make you feel
like a cauldron of swirling light –
If you are not often enough a woman standing
above a mysterious fire,
lifting her head to the sky –
You are doing too much, and listening too little.
Read poems. Walk in the woods. Make slow art.
Tie a rope around your heart, be led by it off the plank,
You are no animal. You are galaxy with skin.
Home to blue and yellow lightshots,
making speed-of-light curves and racecar turns,
bouncing in ricochet -
Don’t slow down the light and turn it into matter
with feeble preoccupations.
Don’t forget your true name:
Presiding one. Home for the gleaming.
Strong cauldron for the feast of light.
Strong cauldron for the feast of light:
I am speaking to you.
I beg you not to forget.
poem from Teaching With Heart: Poetry That Speaks to the Courage to Teach
thank you Aisha for the poem