2 of 7 of 30 for April’s Poetry Month

Okay – so I’m a LITTLE late for Poetry month’s 30 poems in 30 days celebration. I’m going to make up for it by posting TWO poems for the next 4 days. 🙂

Today I pay homage to my mentor and friend Anne Waldman. I was a student of hers at Naropa University in the MFA program, but that was over 15 years ago (egad!). If you know Anne, this poem will mean more to you.

If you don’t know Anne – I have posted a link below to a recording of a well-known Anne poem, Peon, May I Speak Thus. I used to perform this poem during readings because I was fond of it (and because it’s so Anne).

I took Anne Waldman to the Movies

years ago she was visiting in Seattle and asked me
if I wanted to go to the movies and I was
aghast intrigued to think Anne Waldman could go
to the movies and not be propped up in a display case
a dream a metaphor after poet duties were done
not dragging her scarves through the buttered
popcorn stepping over jujube boxes on sticky floors

it was Italian the movie she had wanted to see I
don’t recall the name only that it was not as good
as we’d wanted as it had sounded as it had
promised and so we went for a drink and discussed
the men in our lives the ones we had left or had left
us in poems in ports-of-call in dim kitchens
what did it matter the facts of it the truth
was ours the wine was red
I don’t recall the label but I remember it was
good the night slurred back to us a toast to
our bad men our bad movies our cracked opened lives

April 7, 2010

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Anne Waldman’s Peon, May I Speak Thus (a litany against AIDS)

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6 responses to “2 of 7 of 30 for April’s Poetry Month

  1. I got to meet Anne in NYC last month and am happy that she is scheduled to visit Wisconsin this fall.

  2. Wonderful!! Wow. I’m impressed and delighted at your writing talent.

  3. Hi Paul! Thanks for stopping by. Hope all things are crispy and fresh in the word salad bowl.

    Greetings, Patrice! Thanks for wandering in and your kind words.

  4. Bryan Borland

    “so we went for a drink and discussed/
    the men in our lives the ones we had left/ or had left us in poems in ports-of-call in dim kitchens/what did it matter the facts of it the truth/was ours the wine was red”

    This was as good as that wine you two enjoyed. 🙂

    Intimate and excellent.

    Isn’t it funny how we find it strange that our heroes and heroines are human and not divine, alien beings? “I was/ aghast intrigued to think Anne Waldman could go
    to the movies”… in the same manner a recent trip to New York revealed poets I admire get nervous before readings, use the urinals, pick their noses.

    What a great tribute to your friend.

  5. Hi Bryan – it’s so true. I’ve also seen Anne riding a bicycle once. Which totally threw me.

  6. Love this, Danika. Brought me right in and kept me captivated.

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