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The Gold Formed in Supernovas<\/strong><\/p>\n Out of the Supernovas From the crowns of our mother\u2019s heads We plummeted<\/p>\n Mothers, you did not come from a rib<\/p>\n And, we definitely fell from your celestial wombs The Twice Born This is for every woman who has ever held a child\u2019s hand And, for every woman O-o-h child things are gonna get easier We waited until it was our turn to play<\/p>\n I came to earth to reclaim my Stetson hat To hang on to this world as it spins around The stars are both my cradle and my cenotaph<\/p>\n And in this l\u012blla where our dreams collide Running from each other<\/p>\n Why not build a world Cowardly dreamers<\/p>\n Often our dreams dare not speak their names We are the faces of our mother\u2019s and our father\u2019s We are the chain reaction<\/p>\n We are atomic shadows We are the quantum miracles And a mother to offer us her milk filled breast<\/p>\n This Song of Experience and human abstract Our Ideas can\u2019t be killed Rebuild the Tower of Babel Build it high enough to shout at god We are many Thousands chanted this in Russia And they aren\u2019t covering their faces, either.<\/p>\n This is for Lulia and Daria Navalny Ideas can\u2019t be killed This is for the sacrifices of And for the patience Even though it still continues to be named This is for the voice of Fannie Lou Hammer And the music of Martha Redbone She is bold enough to ask god: And for Donnie Hathaway who fell For Tammy Terrell who consorted with Marvin Gaye You are my loves This is for all of the Women who For the rage of Nadya Tolokonnikova, And, for a bunch of other people, too Let our actions in the world <\/p>\n (By Heidi Lindemann and Michael Perry)<\/p>\n (Image credit 1: Untitled, Firelei B\u00e1ez \/ Smithsonian<\/a>) (Image credit 2: Untitled, John Armleder \/ Museum of Modern Art<\/a>)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Gold Formed in Supernovas Out of the Supernovas Where we And all the gold were formed We fell nightmarishly into a world of dreaming From the crowns of our mother\u2019s heads Into swelling hopeful wombs We plummeted Mothers, you did not come from a rib And, we definitely fell from your celestial wombs Skies […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[6336,6337],"class_list":["post-27411","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general","tag-heidi-lindemann","tag-michael-perry","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27411","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=27411"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27411\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":27415,"href":"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27411\/revisions\/27415"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=27411"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=27411"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=27411"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nWhere we
\nAnd all the gold were formed
\nWe fell nightmarishly into a world of dreaming<\/p>\n
\nInto swelling hopeful wombs<\/p>\n
\nSkies under the sky<\/p>\n
\nBorn from two sacred furnaces<\/p>\n
\nUntil it was strong enough to walk<\/p>\n
\nWho has ever had to have her hand held
\nWhen choosing
\nNot to bring a child into this world<\/p>\n
\nO-o-h child things will be brighter<\/p>\n
\nA cosmic Staggerlee<\/p>\n
\nAnd to not let the spinning get me down<\/p>\n
\nSpending lifetimes running from all the reasons
\nWe came here in the first place<\/p>\n
\nA stronger world
\nA strong though loving world
\nTo dream in?<\/p>\n
\nFalling out of the strangeness and the charm
\nLike purposeful precipitation<\/p>\n
\nAgony and ecstasy.<\/p>\n
\nTattooing the ruins and the wreckage
\nOf yesterday\u2019s dreaming
\nThe wreckage we must stoop to rebuild
\nWith our broken tools
\nAnd burned hands<\/p>\n
\nThat force the gods to come to earth
\nTo intervene on our behalf<\/p>\n
\nLiving in the concreteness
\nWhere the mundane and divine clash<\/p>\n
\nOnly their containers smashed
\nAnd their advent delayed<\/p>\n
\nFive Stairsteps
\nEarth
\nWater
\nFire
\nAir
\nAnd space<\/p>\n
\nAnd to say:
\nYour confounding of our languages
\nHas never stopped us from writing a poem
\nOr a song
\nOr a prayer
\nOr even attempting to be reasonable with each other<\/p>\n
\n\u043d\u0430\u0441 \u0431\u0430\u0433\u0430\u0442\u043e
\n[nas bahato]<\/p>\n
\nAt Aleksei Navalny\u2019s funeral
\nWhere it was illegal to be<\/p>\n
\nWho have vowed to carry his dream
\nAnd for all of the hope that Putin can never kill<\/p>\n
\nOnly their containers smashed
\nAnd their advent delayed<\/p>\n
\nMyrlie and Medger Evers
\nBayard Rustin
\nMamie Till- Mobley and Emmitt Till
\nAnd the open casket that forced America to gaze into an abyss
\nThat was also gazing<\/p>\n
\nOf John Lewis
\nAnd all of the people
\nWho still continue to cross the Edmond Pettits Bridge annually<\/p>\n
\nAfter a Klansman<\/p>\n
\nWho told us
\n\u201cStay together children\u201d<\/p>\n
\nWho is a lover
\nAnd a Mother
\nAnd a sister, too<\/p>\n
\nWhy can\u2019t we talk about it?<\/p>\n
\nAnd Roberta Flack who supported his sky
\nAs long as she could<\/p>\n
\nTheir words and music still work
\nAnd still matter<\/p>\n
\nYou are my heavens
\nYou make me sing
\nLa Dee Da<\/p>\n
\nLike an Egyptian Goddess
\nHold up the sky
\nGiving shelter to the earth<\/p>\n
\nLead singer of Pussy Riot
\nAnd for Harvey Milk
\nAnd all of the us\u2019s in the U.S.<\/p>\n
\nWho you won\u2019t ever learn about in school
\nBecause they are too diverse to be included
\nIn orthodox versions of Ameri-can\u2019t History.<\/p>\n
\nBuild elegant lattice like ladders into afrofutures
\nIn the likeness of the subatomic grid structures
\nFound in the gold formed in supernovas<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.womeninandbeyond.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/The-Gold-Formed-in-Supernovas-2-1.jpeg\")
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