About Little Charlie Lindbergh and Other Poems
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About Little Charlie Lindbergh, like earlier Margaret Randall poetry collections, presents a unique poetic voice by a revered elder in the genre. These poems are all about making connections, many of them unexpected. Randall links national events with intimate family moments, ancient ruins with present-day communities, and prehistory with history (making a convincing argument for the former as a part of the latter). Everyday speech and expressions that have become social clichés or advertising banter find their way into these poems and acquire the precision of literary elegance. Straightforward speech becomes passionate lyricism. This book gives lie to the notion that so-called political poetry must by nature come off as propagandistic; complexity and grace are always present. The poems collected here pay attention to birth, love, loss, Jewish identity, domestic and international violence, the environment, language, art, class, race, gender, and sexual identity. All these seemingly disparate subjects are linked by an empowering way of seeing and saying. This is social justice poetry that packs a wallop and moves the reader deeply.
Margaret Randall
Writer and social activist Margaret Randall is the author of more than eighty published books, including To Change the World: My Years in Cuba (2009) and, most recently, As If the Empty Chair / Como si la silla vaca (a bilingual book of poetry) and First Laugh (essays). She lives in Albuquerque.
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About Little Charlie Lindbergh and Other Poems - Margaret Randall
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Preface
Nineteen-thirty-six. I hurried as always
but was late. Eight centuries
or ten thousand years,
my small story fixed to my back.
Food came weighed and wrapped,
shelter engorged as surplus.
My own, my own, my own
was a mantra I could sing
in any season.
I could be who I was
and also anyone else.
I was late and also much too early,
came to justice
before its time.
Unprepared to receive me,
its rough grasp hurt my hand,
embedded its promises in my flesh.
Juggling gender
I was early and also late.
Juggling children, service,
my explosion of words
on stone, parchment,
or floating cyber cloud.
Only poetry and love met me
where we laughed.
After so many false starts
they came in whole and sure
before the finish line.
My hand fit the ancient print,
a radius of living settled
on my shoulders.
I am lunar standstill now,
calendar of hope.
It is 2014, and I discover
I am perfectly on time.
Soon I will disappear
together with all my kind,
and the earth
with its synchronized clock
will wake some blue-green morning
its rhythms safe for a while.
For Every Two Steps Forward
Irony and unassuming wit
paint my everyday mask.
A question mark
where the mouth should be
adorns another.
A mask of kindness
always works
when promise comes up ominous.
I have fashioned these masks
through a lifetime of fear
and certainty, a step back
for every two steps forward.
I cannot remember
when the last mask dissolved
in a moment of blinding silence.
Touching raw skin still surprises.
Everyone Lied
We wanted to make the world a better place
but everyone lied,
fought power with humble flesh,
blood, brilliance,
and the luck of the innocent.
The enemy’s lies assaulted us, their language
diminished our numbers,
turned us against one another,
touched lovers, confused our sense
of who we were and why.
And we lied about them, claimed they were
drug dealers and murderers,
all their food poisoned,
all their streets unsafe.
Then we lied about our own,
sowed serious doubt, set fatal traps.
Of course we lied to the CIA
and others who tortured us,
but also to our parents, children,
and those who came to us
for truth.
We lied by omission, convinced we must
reveal no contradiction.
The real story could only benefit
those who would destroy the dream,
who wanted us dead.
Accounts to be settled later.
We lied to protect our own and then
to justify not protecting our own.
We lied on a need to know basis,
parroted our leaders
even when they pretended genocide away.
We failed to question his disappearance,
100 knife-wounds in her body,
followed our leaders who lied to us,
then lied to ourselves:
the pain that changed our molecules.
Until later turned out to be the promise
we could not keep, a tired ghost
destined to wander hollow-eyed:
the lie that would come back to haunt
a sacrifice too big to name.
Things 1
Two drank from this vessel’s duel spouts
ten thousand seasons past.
Lovers? Accused and accuser? Mother and child?
Small desert spiral might have signed
a spring or waterhole
or marked a supernova sighting.
Axe handle slept
in the Olduvai Gorge
until Leaky lifted it from sand.
Bronze Minoan bull startles time
as the small human figure
leaps again and again between its horns.
Iraqi clay tablet offers its story
of bureaucracy and beer
while the great Rosetta Stone
transforms Egyptian tax concessions
into verse, tedious
and thrilling simultaneously.
On a silver goblet hammered in Palestine
before the Christian doom
men and adolescent boys
come together in sexual ecstasy.
Pornography, mentoring
or simply love?
An Olmec mask floats
at the edge of dream,
its convex shape still warm
from the press of ancestral flesh,
faintly pocked and scarred
by la cultura