A Jane Hirshfield Poem
"After the Winter," Claude McKay

A Poem by Patricia Spears Jones

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Here is a poem by Patricia Spears Jones, whose work I have admired ever since reading her piece in the 1994 anthology Aloud: Voices from the Nuyorican Poets Café. This one is called "Comedy with Flutes," and it was first published in 2023. The Poetry Foundation link includes audio. Do take a listen! I'm adding "Comedy with Flutes" to my own "Resistance" collection. It begins,

Enough of this foolishness—caution gone
She opined
We need a comedy with flutes

Happy Black History Month, happy Valentine's Day, happy Poetry Friday. The roundup is at the blog TeacherDance

Photo by Susan Thomsen, 2019.  @ellestreetart mural, part of the @streetartmankind project. New Rochelle, New York.

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A comedy with FLUTES! I immediately want to write after reading this line. Thank you!

Irene, I know, right? Awesome line.

I love that "lashing the brute with words" - we can't stop! And, "the bombs making men rich" - she tells truth! Thanks, Susan!

Yes, she does tell the truth! You're right, Linda. I liked that about this poem.

This poem I packed with powerful phrases: The hard crunch fun of fighting back!

Powerful words. the
"Voice is our greatest magic." Yes! I need to post this over my desk.

Tracey and Cathy, aren't those great!

That's a SUPERB resistance poem! So many great lines. I'm feeling the

cauterize(d) souls
weaken verve—we need
Our nerve back.

Huzzah for the power of the VOICE and for "lashing the brute with verbs."

Yesss! So glad you like it, too, Mary Lee. Looking for poems to add to the collection is a fun little project.

Hooray for powerful poems! Thank you for sharing this one, Susan.

Absolutely! You're so welcome, Rose.

Love: “ The hard crunch fun of fighting back” which I could feel in my bones. Great poem! Thanks Susan!

Wow! This poem gave me a lot to think about. Some very powerful lines!

Thank you for sharing this, Susan.

These drums been beating for ages
And we can’t decipher the signals—
Once the drum became a machine
The ghost in the skins was lost.

The timeless power of poetry that feels like it was written this very moment.

Janice, Linda, and Laura, I'm glad to hear these lines spoke to you, too. Thank you for stopping by!

Susan, thank you for sharing Jones' poem. It is a lovely part of a Resistance collection.
"Lift our souls up and out
Of this brutal banality."

Timely and powerful, Susan - Thanks so much for sharing this week.

Denise and Robin, you're so welcome. Jones's words were ones I needed to hear!

Oh, I LOVE this, Susan! Thank you.

Karen, I’m glad to hear you like it, too! I need to get this whole collection & read it.

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