MY BODY MY COUNTRY

 

On January 21, 2017 my partner and I headed down to the Women’s March to join in solidarity with others who were doing the same around the world. There was such a shared sense of presence (of being there together), even as signs voiced a range of issues and even as I knew that we were filling streets in so many different locations and countries.

 

 

I took a number of photographs that afternoon. In the days that followed, I worked with some of the gathered and photographed words (from the signs) to write this poem. Many thanks to all those who stood and stand together. And to all those who carried signs and let their voices be seen as well as heard.

 

MY BODY MY COUNTRY

 

INTERRUPTED

DISABLED

HELD BACK

Missing

Murdered

Denied

 

a SURVIVOR

 

with DARKNESS part of my LIGHT

I HEAR

VISIONS

FOR A MORE JUST

LOVE

 

fearless VOICES

SING

TO CREATE A HOPE

DANCE

 

RIGHTS ARE RIGHTS

 

the words

WILL NOT GO

QUIETLY

BACK

 

WE ARE A TRUTH

WE are SEEDS

WE ARE BRIDGES

WE ARE

STILL

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