Where Are The Stars

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June Jordan

Poem For My Love

By June Jordan (1936 – 2002)

How do we come to be here next to each other
in the night
Where are the stars that show us to our love
inevitable
Outside the leaves flame usual in darkness
and the rain
falls cool and blessed on the holy flesh
the black men waiting on the corner for
a womanly mirage
I am amazed by peace
It is this possibility of you
asleep
and breathing in the quiet air

 


 

 

June Jordan reading 8 poems, Feb. 12, 1979

This is a longer recording.  Click on the link below to hear the musicality and intensity of June Jordan’s voice verse.  Jordan was a prolific writer, essayist, poet, civil rights activist and a talented teacher.

https://www.loc.gov/item/91740691/

 


 

Sunflower Chalrles Beck
Charles Beck ( 1923 – 2017)

Sunflower Sonnet Number 2

June Jordan

Supposing we could just go on as two
voracious in the days apart as well as when
we side by side (the many ways we do
that) well! I would consider then
perfection possible, or else worthwhile
to think about. Which is to say
I guess the costs of long term tend to pile
up, block and complicate, erase away
the accidental, temporary, near
thing/pulsebeat promises one makes
because the chance, the easy new, is there
in front of you. But still, perfection takes
some sacrifice of falling stars for rare.
And there are stars, but none of you, to spare.

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T. A. Fry

I am a life-long Minnesotan who resides in Minneapolis. I hope you enjoy my curated selection of sonnets, short poems and nerdy ruminations.

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