Poems of Persistence, Solidarity, and Refuge – Tamiko Beyer

We are each other's harvest; we are each other's business; we are each other's magnitude and bond.  ― Gwendolyn Brooks  

As we journey through political, economic, and global health crises, we turn to poetry to share truths that unearth underlying causes, illuminate impacts, and insist on transformative change. For many of us, today’s challenges are not new. The struggle of isolation, economic insecurity, inadequate medical care, deadly institutionalized negligence, governmental decisions that put Black, Brown, Indigenous, Asian, disabled, sick, and other structurally precarious people at greater risk are not new. Today, many more people are experiencing the vulnerability of these unrelenting issues. We recognize this opportunity for a heightened awareness of how our very survival depends on one another.

Poetry can help keep the flame of resilience, solidarity, and resistance alive in us. It can help us process and move through grief, anger, loneliness. Poetry can be a comfort when the most necessary actions are to rest and recover. It can remind us of what’s at stake, that our lives and legacy are worth the fight. As cultural workers, we know that culture shapes our political and social imagination at a foundational level. As poets, we can use poetry to map what is, what has been, and possibly, the way forward, including the reasons not to return to what does not honor and protect our lives, our communities, and our planet.

We asked poets to give us the words they chant to get out of bed, to raise their fists, to encourage their kin, to remind us, as this crisis does, that “we are each other’s business; we are each other’s magnitude and bond.” To read all of these poems, visit Split This Rock’s website.

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Anchor in the Mud
By Tamiko Beyer

1.

They’ve gone with remediation.

Little bits of change

to refuse real forward. We need strategies

beyond bamboo strips: the enemy

is us, strange warriors

fighting our own bodies’ survival.

The sky breaks. I put on a coat

that burns like sun reflecting off steel.

After months of barely cold, I am comforted

we have come to winter, puff and wool,

burning dust, paint layers. Seasons’

pace now unpredictable, the blue something

electric. We hold our collective

breath long enough to become transparent

on this city built on landfill. We quiver

above a sea happy to take

us back into its arms.

Animal into element.

2.

We shut off the lights, fill the refrigerator

with jars of water. The shoreline that hosted

the eagle this year finally iced over.

The most brittle bushes crushed

under the snow’s weight: twigs encased

in gleaming ice like museum pieces.

If spring comes, we will take bets on what

sprouts again. Green becomes unimaginable

except in the deepest sleep.

3.

Boots and heels both

mine, all sorts of ways to go down.

Come up sweating. Blood and bones poised

to fight, queer defiance. These systems—

our relentless bodies processing

language, food, gesture. Come up

spitting. Defend, attack.

Do not leave money on the table,

solutions to those who hold power, your gender

to others. I keep my ugly

on, my girl close,

I keep the charge full.

Listen as Tamiko Beyer reads "Anchor in the Mud."

Previously published in Other Rooms Press (2017). 

Poems of Persistence, Solidarity, and Refuge – Lois Roma-Deeley

We are each other's harvest; we are each other's business; we are each other's magnitude and bond.  ― Gwendolyn Brooks  

As we journey through political, economic, and global health crises, we turn to poetry to share truths that unearth underlying causes, illuminate impacts, and insist on transformative change. For many of us, today’s challenges are not new. The struggle of isolation, economic insecurity, inadequate medical care, deadly institutionalized negligence, governmental decisions that put Black, Brown, Indigenous, Asian, disabled, sick, and other structurally precarious people at greater risk are not new. Today, many more people are experiencing the vulnerability of these unrelenting issues. We recognize this opportunity for a heightened awareness of how our very survival depends on one another.

Poetry can help keep the flame of resilience, solidarity, and resistance alive in us. It can help us process and move through grief, anger, loneliness. Poetry can be a comfort when the most necessary actions are to rest and recover. It can remind us of what’s at stake, that our lives and legacy are worth the fight. As cultural workers, we know that culture shapes our political and social imagination at a foundational level. As poets, we can use poetry to map what is, what has been, and possibly, the way forward, including the reasons not to return to what does not honor and protect our lives, our communities, and our planet.

We asked poets to give us the words they chant to get out of bed, to raise their fists, to encourage their kin, to remind us, as this crisis does, that “we are each other’s business; we are each other’s magnitude and bond.” To read all of these poems, visit Split This Rock’s website.

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Litany for American People
By Lois Roma-Deeley

Everyone everywhere

and nowhere all at once.

Inside the tv, there we are.

Or standing at the window.

Or through walks through the park

There we are, neighbor to neighbor,

gloved hand to gloved hand,

the untouching high five. We are

the virtual laugh from a computer.

The masked sighs.

Lonely dances in the darkened rooms.

We are the song of singing balconies.

The eyes behind plastic shields.

That parade of honking cars.

We are packages on the porch.

Or the single blessing at a funeral.

A hand chalking the sidewalk—

stay strong.

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Poems of Persistence, Solidarity, and Refuge – Aaron R

We are each other's harvest; we are each other's business; we are each other's magnitude and bond.  ― Gwendolyn Brooks  

As we journey through political, economic, and global health crises, we turn to poetry to share truths that unearth underlying causes, illuminate impacts, and insist on transformative change. For many of us, today’s challenges are not new. The struggle of isolation, economic insecurity, inadequate medical care, deadly institutionalized negligence, governmental decisions that put Black, Brown, Indigenous, Asian, disabled, sick, and other structurally precarious people at greater risk are not new. Today, many more people are experiencing the vulnerability of these unrelenting issues. We recognize this opportunity for a heightened awareness of how our very survival depends on one another.

Poetry can help keep the flame of resilience, solidarity, and resistance alive in us. It can help us process and move through grief, anger, loneliness. Poetry can be a comfort when the most necessary actions are to rest and recover. It can remind us of what’s at stake, that our lives and legacy are worth the fight. As cultural workers, we know that culture shapes our political and social imagination at a foundational level. As poets, we can use poetry to map what is, what has been, and possibly, the way forward, including the reasons not to return to what does not honor and protect our lives, our communities, and our planet.

We asked poets to give us the words they chant to get out of bed, to raise their fists, to encourage their kin, to remind us, as this crisis does, that “we are each other’s business; we are each other’s magnitude and bond.” To read all of these poems, visit Split This Rock’s website.

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Silver Lining
By Aaron R

President initially thought it was a joke

Corporations struggling and going broke

Churches starting to lose hope

Conspiracy theorists saying “stay woke”

Call corona an epidemic

Call COVID19 a pandemic

Everyone can relate because the whole world is dealing with it

Just because we are supposed to distance ourselves socially

That doesn’t mean that we can’t speak

Schools are closed but that doesn’t mean we can’t teach

Churches are closed but that doesn’t mean we can’t preach

Nobody said it would be easy, but this is the feat

And if we somehow come together, we will never, see defeat

I know, it’s easier said than done but if we alter our minds

The best lessons in life are learned after some of the toughest and roughest times

And after the darkest times is when the sun starts shining

Keep on grinding, keep on trying

I know it’s hard when people are dining

But eventually, we’ll find the silver lining

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Poems of Persistence, Solidarity, and Refuge – Shirley Jones Luke

We are each other's harvest; we are each other's business; we are each other's magnitude and bond.  ― Gwendolyn Brooks  

As we journey through political, economic, and global health crises, we turn to poetry to share truths that unearth underlying causes, illuminate impacts, and insist on transformative change. For many of us, today’s challenges are not new. The struggle of isolation, economic insecurity, inadequate medical care, deadly institutionalized negligence, governmental decisions that put Black, Brown, Indigenous, Asian, disabled, sick, and other structurally precarious people at greater risk are not new. Today, many more people are experiencing the vulnerability of these unrelenting issues. We recognize this opportunity for a heightened awareness of how our very survival depends on one another.

Poetry can help keep the flame of resilience, solidarity, and resistance alive in us. It can help us process and move through grief, anger, loneliness. Poetry can be a comfort when the most necessary actions are to rest and recover. It can remind us of what’s at stake, that our lives and legacy are worth the fight. As cultural workers, we know that culture shapes our political and social imagination at a foundational level. As poets, we can use poetry to map what is, what has been, and possibly, the way forward, including the reasons not to return to what does not honor and protect our lives, our communities, and our planet.

We asked poets to give us the words they chant to get out of bed, to raise their fists, to encourage their kin, to remind us, as this crisis does, that “we are each other’s business; we are each other’s magnitude and bond.” To read all of these poems, visit Split This Rock’s website.

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Black on Black on Black
By Shirley Jones Luke

An onyx sun rises in an overcast sky 

over a Black Sea, waves flapping like Black tea

onto a shore of Black sand, sparkling 

like jewels, scattered by Black feet 

marching towards Black cities

of dark steel & stone, black spears 

stabbing & dropping Black tears, 

raising fears of a Black nation backlash, 

rioting on shadowy streets, a blackout 

in the hood, trees become torches, 

light ‘em up, Black hands raised, Black fists 

pumping, so much trauma, too much drama 

in the hood, where chalk outlines symbolize 

lost lives, from those bearing blue, beating 

down Blackness like it’s a threat & not a blessing, 

bless this Blackness, let it spread like oil across 

a white sheet, becoming a Black body, raising 

the black velvet of night, as fire light glows 

against buildings, smoke caresses the stars, 

illuminating our Black brilliance.

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