Poem of the Week

I’m a little late in posting this, but better late than never and why not a Wednesday Poem of the Week?

P.S. don’t forget to come to the SYP Pub Quiz tonight, 8 pm, Cape of Good Hope.

from One with the Others [a little book of her days] by C.D. Wright

There is black blood and white blood. There is black air and white air. And
this selfsame lie takes aim, even if by indirection, at the stifled lives of those
inflicting the harm, the lives of witting and of unwitting ignorance, and those
who must live among the stiflers, as if one of them, by all outward and visible
signs one of them, but on the reverse side of their skin lie awake in the scratchy
dark, burning to cross over. Not to become one of the harmed but to shed the
skin, you get my meaning, the tainted skin of the injuring party.

© C.D. Wright and Copper Canyon Press, 2010.

atmosphere

Photo by Bruce Berrien

This week’s poem is taken from the book One With Others [a little book of her days], and reprinted by permission of Copper Canyon Press.

Find out more at the Oxford Brookes Poetry Centre.

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