11.30.2018

Weekly poem on Trump Presidency

 

REBECCA FOUST

after the dream act is revoked

it’s time to get my hair cut again & the dream act    
just got rolled back      what can i do   
get in the car    keep the appointment   
preserve etiquette        the economy        routine    
so stupid        stupid        stupid        what can i do    
pick fruit for a pie      sweep the floor    
feed the dog        call my reps        send emails      
knit a pink hat        go to a march         write this dumb poem  
phone my kids who I can reasonably assume
will not get shot going out for milk        or sling-shot
back to a country that vomited them up
in fire & thirst & dismemberment
to land here with no guarantees
but what it says in the constitution        oh        right
that applies only to        “citizens”
& those the law defines as        “persons”
such as some corporations        but not to all human beings
& as per the 3/5 clause and Dred Scott       does not even
always recognize all 5/5 of each human being         oh         right    
that what’s-a-person thing is a very vexing question   
well then         what about my-country-tis-of-thee
freedom        fairness & civil rights        a government
governed by the will of its people but        who are its people   
what do we mean by “people”        by “its”  
I can play this game all day long        the people
I know are mostly decent    
if catatonic with abundance & consumption & god   
& their screens        & oh god this hair
really needs to be cut        this floor swept   
the dog fed        these apples
should be picked before they rot        who does not
abhor waste        what can i do         
what can i do         what will it take for us
to see refugees as refugees        not carpetbaggers
but people like our own brothers & sisters & parents & children                     
—so many children who can’t swim keep crossing that river    
the fires our CIA set still raging behind them—
& when will we admit the pogrom is here   
& people are people are people are people are 
people are        already beginning        to disappear

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Rebecca Foust’s books include Paradise Drive (Press 53 Award), reviewed in the Times Literary Supplement and a new chapbook, The Lost Boys, coming out with Swan Scythe Press in 2019. Recognitions include the Cavafy Prize, the James Hearst Poetry Prize, the Lascaux Flash Fiction Prize, the American Literary Review Fiction Prize, and fellowships from Hedgebrook, MacDowell, and Sewanee. Foust is Marin County Marin County Poet Laureate and Poetry Editor for Women’s Voices for Changehttps://womensvoicesforchange.org/category/arts-culture/poetry.

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