WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:01.290 align:middle line:90% 00:00:01.290 --> 00:00:04.530 align:middle line:84% This is the last, and it's another long poem. 00:00:04.530 --> 00:00:09.180 align:middle line:90% 00:00:09.180 --> 00:00:13.020 align:middle line:84% And it's an attempt to deal both with the personal 00:00:13.020 --> 00:00:17.550 align:middle line:84% and the historical, which I feel is one-- 00:00:17.550 --> 00:00:23.070 align:middle line:84% and also with the historical as the history yet to be made. 00:00:23.070 --> 00:00:25.530 align:middle line:84% It's called "From an Old House in America." 00:00:25.530 --> 00:00:28.990 align:middle line:90% 00:00:28.990 --> 00:00:34.870 align:middle line:84% Deliberately, long ago the carcasses of old bugs 00:00:34.870 --> 00:00:37.870 align:middle line:84% crumbled into the rut of the window, 00:00:37.870 --> 00:00:41.080 align:middle line:90% and we started sleeping here. 00:00:41.080 --> 00:00:44.800 align:middle line:84% Fresh June bugs batter this June screens-- 00:00:44.800 --> 00:00:48.070 align:middle line:84% June-lightning batters the spiderweb. 00:00:48.070 --> 00:00:51.890 align:middle line:84% I sweep the wood dust from the wood-box. 00:00:51.890 --> 00:00:57.580 align:middle line:84% The snout of the vacuum cleaner sucks the past away. 00:00:57.580 --> 00:01:00.040 align:middle line:90% Other lives were lived here-- 00:01:00.040 --> 00:01:02.590 align:middle line:90% mostly un-articulate. 00:01:02.590 --> 00:01:05.050 align:middle line:84% Yet someone left her creamy signature 00:01:05.050 --> 00:01:08.980 align:middle line:84% and the trail of rusticated Narcissus straggling up 00:01:08.980 --> 00:01:11.890 align:middle line:90% through meadow grass and vetch. 00:01:11.890 --> 00:01:15.940 align:middle line:84% Families breathed close, boxed-in from the cold-- 00:01:15.940 --> 00:01:19.870 align:middle line:84% hard times, short growing season. 00:01:19.870 --> 00:01:23.185 align:middle line:84% The old rainwater cistern hulks in the cellar. 00:01:23.185 --> 00:01:26.110 align:middle line:90% 00:01:26.110 --> 00:01:29.170 align:middle line:84% Like turning through the contents of a drawer-- 00:01:29.170 --> 00:01:32.650 align:middle line:84% these rusted screws, this empty vial-- 00:01:32.650 --> 00:01:33.880 align:middle line:90% useless. 00:01:33.880 --> 00:01:38.050 align:middle line:84% This box of watercolor paints dried to insolubility-- 00:01:38.050 --> 00:01:42.640 align:middle line:84% but this-- this pack of cards with no card missing still 00:01:42.640 --> 00:01:45.910 align:middle line:90% playable and three good fuses. 00:01:45.910 --> 00:01:50.020 align:middle line:84% And this toy-- a little truck scarred red, 00:01:50.020 --> 00:01:53.560 align:middle line:90% yet all its wheels still turn. 00:01:53.560 --> 00:01:57.880 align:middle line:84% The humble tenacity of things waiting for people, 00:01:57.880 --> 00:02:02.850 align:middle line:90% waiting for months, for years. 00:02:02.850 --> 00:02:07.000 align:middle line:84% And this begins with a line from a poem by Emily Bronte-- 00:02:07.000 --> 00:02:11.950 align:middle line:84% often, rebuked yet always back returning. 00:02:11.950 --> 00:02:15.220 align:middle line:84% I place my hand on the hand of the dead-- 00:02:15.220 --> 00:02:18.190 align:middle line:84% invisible palm-print on the doorframe, 00:02:18.190 --> 00:02:20.740 align:middle line:84% spiked with daylilies, green leaves 00:02:20.740 --> 00:02:23.320 align:middle line:90% catching in the screen door. 00:02:23.320 --> 00:02:26.350 align:middle line:84% Or I read the backs of old postcards curling from 00:02:26.350 --> 00:02:30.880 align:middle line:84% thumbtacks, winter and summer fading through cobweb-tinted 00:02:30.880 --> 00:02:32.380 align:middle line:90% panes-- 00:02:32.380 --> 00:02:35.650 align:middle line:84% white church in Norway, Dutch hyacinths 00:02:35.650 --> 00:02:39.670 align:middle line:84% bleeding azure, red beach on Corsica, 00:02:39.670 --> 00:02:44.710 align:middle line:84% set pieces of the world stuck to this house of plank. 00:02:44.710 --> 00:02:48.640 align:middle line:84% I flash on wife and husband embattled, 00:02:48.640 --> 00:02:52.810 align:middle line:84% in the years that dried, dim ink was wet-- 00:02:52.810 --> 00:02:53.900 align:middle line:90% those signatures. 00:02:53.900 --> 00:02:57.330 align:middle line:90% 00:02:57.330 --> 00:03:02.070 align:middle line:84% If they call me man-hater, you would have known it for a lie. 00:03:02.070 --> 00:03:06.810 align:middle line:84% But the you I want to speak to has become your death. 00:03:06.810 --> 00:03:11.970 align:middle line:84% If I dream of you these days, I know my dreams are mine and not 00:03:11.970 --> 00:03:13.440 align:middle line:90% of you. 00:03:13.440 --> 00:03:16.530 align:middle line:84% Yet something hangs between us older 00:03:16.530 --> 00:03:21.390 align:middle line:84% and stranger than ourselves like a translucent curtain-- 00:03:21.390 --> 00:03:24.720 align:middle line:84% a sheet of water, a dusty window-- 00:03:24.720 --> 00:03:27.810 align:middle line:84% the irreducible incomplete connection 00:03:27.810 --> 00:03:33.360 align:middle line:84% between the dead and living or between man and woman in this 00:03:33.360 --> 00:03:36.525 align:middle line:84% savagely fathered and unmothered world. 00:03:36.525 --> 00:03:39.240 align:middle line:90% 00:03:39.240 --> 00:03:41.880 align:middle line:84% The other side of a translucent curtain-- 00:03:41.880 --> 00:03:44.760 align:middle line:84% a sheet of water, a dusty window-- 00:03:44.760 --> 00:03:48.450 align:middle line:90% Non-being utters its flat tones. 00:03:48.450 --> 00:03:53.070 align:middle line:84% The speech of an actor learning his lines phonetically-- 00:03:53.070 --> 00:03:58.620 align:middle line:84% the final autistic statement of the self-destroyer. 00:03:58.620 --> 00:04:01.140 align:middle line:84% All my energy reaches out tonight 00:04:01.140 --> 00:04:05.040 align:middle line:84% to comprehend a miracle beyond raising the dead-- 00:04:05.040 --> 00:04:09.750 align:middle line:84% the undead to watch back on the road of birth. 00:04:09.750 --> 00:04:13.580 align:middle line:90% 00:04:13.580 --> 00:04:15.980 align:middle line:90% I am an American woman-- 00:04:15.980 --> 00:04:20.180 align:middle line:84% I turned that over like a leaf pressed in a book 00:04:20.180 --> 00:04:24.050 align:middle line:84% I stop and look up from into the coals of the stove 00:04:24.050 --> 00:04:26.870 align:middle line:84% or the black square of the window. 00:04:26.870 --> 00:04:30.080 align:middle line:84% Foot-slogging through the Bering Strait-- 00:04:30.080 --> 00:04:33.440 align:middle line:84% jumping from the Arbella to my death. 00:04:33.440 --> 00:04:39.030 align:middle line:84% Chained to the corpse beside me, I feel my pains begin. 00:04:39.030 --> 00:04:41.960 align:middle line:84% I am washed up on this continent-- shipped here 00:04:41.960 --> 00:04:45.320 align:middle line:84% to be fruitful, my body a hollow ship 00:04:45.320 --> 00:04:49.100 align:middle line:84% bearing sons to the wilderness-- sons who ride away 00:04:49.100 --> 00:04:52.790 align:middle line:84% on horseback, daughters whose juices drain 00:04:52.790 --> 00:04:58.820 align:middle line:84% like mine into the arroyo of stillbirths, massacres. 00:04:58.820 --> 00:05:02.450 align:middle line:84% Hanged as witches, sold as breeding-wenches, 00:05:02.450 --> 00:05:06.710 align:middle line:84% my sisters leave me, I am not the wheatfield 00:05:06.710 --> 00:05:09.290 align:middle line:90% nor the virgin forest. 00:05:09.290 --> 00:05:14.150 align:middle line:84% I never chose this place, yet I am of it now, 00:05:14.150 --> 00:05:15.710 align:middle line:90% in my decent collar-- 00:05:15.710 --> 00:05:21.050 align:middle line:84% in the daguerreotype-- I pierce its legend with my look. 00:05:21.050 --> 00:05:24.590 align:middle line:84% My hands wring the necks of prairie chickens. 00:05:24.590 --> 00:05:27.140 align:middle line:90% I am used to blood. 00:05:27.140 --> 00:05:31.820 align:middle line:84% When the men hit the hobo track I stay on with the children. 00:05:31.820 --> 00:05:37.370 align:middle line:84% My power is brief and local, but I know my power. 00:05:37.370 --> 00:05:41.900 align:middle line:84% I have lived in isolation from other women, so much 00:05:41.900 --> 00:05:45.260 align:middle line:84% in the mining camps, the first cities, 00:05:45.260 --> 00:05:48.230 align:middle line:90% the Great Plains winters. 00:05:48.230 --> 00:05:51.815 align:middle line:84% Most of the time, in my sex, I was alone. 00:05:51.815 --> 00:05:54.960 align:middle line:90% 00:05:54.960 --> 00:05:58.200 align:middle line:84% Tonight in this Northeast Kingdom 00:05:58.200 --> 00:06:02.520 align:middle line:84% striated iris stand in a jar with daisies. 00:06:02.520 --> 00:06:04.770 align:middle line:90% The porcupine gnaws in the shed. 00:06:04.770 --> 00:06:07.260 align:middle line:90% Fireflies beat and simmer. 00:06:07.260 --> 00:06:12.000 align:middle line:84% Caterpillars begin again their long, innocent climb-- 00:06:12.000 --> 00:06:17.130 align:middle line:84% the length of leaves of burdock or webbing of a garden chair. 00:06:17.130 --> 00:06:21.420 align:middle line:84% Plain and ordinary things speak softly. 00:06:21.420 --> 00:06:24.270 align:middle line:84% The light square on old wallpaper 00:06:24.270 --> 00:06:27.240 align:middle line:90% where a poster has fallen down-- 00:06:27.240 --> 00:06:31.830 align:middle line:84% Robert Indiana's LOVE leftover of a decade. 00:06:31.830 --> 00:06:34.350 align:middle line:90% 00:06:34.350 --> 00:06:36.960 align:middle line:90% I do not want to simplify. 00:06:36.960 --> 00:06:41.370 align:middle line:84% Or-- I would simplify by naming the complexity. 00:06:41.370 --> 00:06:44.070 align:middle line:84% It was made over-simple all along-- 00:06:44.070 --> 00:06:48.420 align:middle line:84% the separation of powers, the allotment of sufferings, 00:06:48.420 --> 00:06:52.170 align:middle line:84% her spine cracking in labor, his plow driving 00:06:52.170 --> 00:06:54.570 align:middle line:90% across the Indian graves. 00:06:54.570 --> 00:06:57.060 align:middle line:84% Her hand unconscious on the cradle, 00:06:57.060 --> 00:07:02.400 align:middle line:84% her mind with the wild geese, his mother-hatred driving him 00:07:02.400 --> 00:07:05.130 align:middle line:90% into exile from the earth. 00:07:05.130 --> 00:07:09.420 align:middle line:84% The refugee couple with their cardboard luggage standing 00:07:09.420 --> 00:07:12.390 align:middle line:84% on the ramshackle landing-stage-- 00:07:12.390 --> 00:07:18.540 align:middle line:84% he was fingers frozen around his Law, she with her down quilt 00:07:18.540 --> 00:07:21.270 align:middle line:90% sewn through iron nights-- 00:07:21.270 --> 00:07:24.510 align:middle line:84% the weight of the old world, plucked 00:07:24.510 --> 00:07:30.270 align:middle line:84% drags after them, a random feather-bed. 00:07:30.270 --> 00:07:35.280 align:middle line:84% And there are three different voices in the next one. 00:07:35.280 --> 00:07:39.060 align:middle line:84% Her children dead of diphtheria, she set herself on fire 00:07:39.060 --> 00:07:41.130 align:middle line:90% with kerosene. 00:07:41.130 --> 00:07:45.960 align:middle line:84% O Lord I was unworthy-- thou didst find me out. 00:07:45.960 --> 00:07:48.240 align:middle line:84% She left the kitchen scrubbed down 00:07:48.240 --> 00:07:51.290 align:middle line:90% to the marrow of its boards. 00:07:51.290 --> 00:07:55.410 align:middle line:84% "The penalty for barrenness is emptiness. 00:07:55.410 --> 00:07:57.750 align:middle line:90% My punishment is my crime. 00:07:57.750 --> 00:08:02.520 align:middle line:84% What I have failed to do, is me." 00:08:02.520 --> 00:08:07.050 align:middle line:84% Another month without a show and this the seventh year-- 00:08:07.050 --> 00:08:09.850 align:middle line:84% O Father let this thing pass out of me. 00:08:09.850 --> 00:08:14.430 align:middle line:84% I swear to you, I will live for the others, asking nothing. 00:08:14.430 --> 00:08:17.280 align:middle line:84% I will ask nothing, ever, for myself. 00:08:17.280 --> 00:08:21.750 align:middle line:90% 00:08:21.750 --> 00:08:25.740 align:middle line:84% Out back of this old house datura aura 00:08:25.740 --> 00:08:30.840 align:middle line:84% tangles with a gentler weed, its spiked pods smelling 00:08:30.840 --> 00:08:33.840 align:middle line:90% of bad dreams and death. 00:08:33.840 --> 00:08:35.669 align:middle line:84% I reached through the dark, groping 00:08:35.669 --> 00:08:41.730 align:middle line:84% past spines of nightmare to brush the leaves of sensuality. 00:08:41.730 --> 00:08:46.770 align:middle line:84% A dream of tenderness wrestles with all I know of history. 00:08:46.770 --> 00:08:52.290 align:middle line:84% I cannot now lie down with a man who fears my power or reaches 00:08:52.290 --> 00:08:57.460 align:middle line:84% for me as for death or with a lover who imagines we are not 00:08:57.460 --> 00:08:57.960 align:middle line:90% in danger. 00:08:57.960 --> 00:09:01.000 align:middle line:90% 00:09:01.000 --> 00:09:03.880 align:middle line:84% If it was lost that had defined us-- 00:09:03.880 --> 00:09:07.330 align:middle line:84% their lust and fear of our deep places-- 00:09:07.330 --> 00:09:12.530 align:middle line:84% we have done our time as faceless torsos licked by fire. 00:09:12.530 --> 00:09:15.440 align:middle line:90% We are in the open, on our way-- 00:09:15.440 --> 00:09:20.500 align:middle line:84% our counterparts the pinyon jay, the small gilt-winged insect. 00:09:20.500 --> 00:09:23.500 align:middle line:84% The Cessna throbbing level, the raven 00:09:23.500 --> 00:09:28.630 align:middle line:84% floating in the gorge, the rose and violet vulva of the earth 00:09:28.630 --> 00:09:30.820 align:middle line:90% filling with darkness. 00:09:30.820 --> 00:09:38.200 align:middle line:84% Yet deep within a single sparkle of red, a human fire, and near 00:09:38.200 --> 00:09:43.795 align:middle line:84% and yet above the western planet calmly biding her time. 00:09:43.795 --> 00:09:46.480 align:middle line:90% 00:09:46.480 --> 00:09:50.320 align:middle line:84% They were the distractions, lust and fear, 00:09:50.320 --> 00:09:53.230 align:middle line:90% but are themselves a key. 00:09:53.230 --> 00:09:56.980 align:middle line:84% Everything that can be used, will be-- 00:09:56.980 --> 00:10:01.270 align:middle line:84% the fathers in their ceremonies, the genital contests, 00:10:01.270 --> 00:10:04.540 align:middle line:84% the cleansing of blood from pubic hair. 00:10:04.540 --> 00:10:07.780 align:middle line:84% The placenta buried in guarded, their terror 00:10:07.780 --> 00:10:11.530 align:middle line:84% of blinding by the look of her who bore them. 00:10:11.530 --> 00:10:15.280 align:middle line:84% If you do not believe that fear and hatred, 00:10:15.280 --> 00:10:18.745 align:middle line:84% read the lesson again in the old dialect. 00:10:18.745 --> 00:10:22.350 align:middle line:90% 00:10:22.350 --> 00:10:26.760 align:middle line:84% But can't you see me as a human being, he said. 00:10:26.760 --> 00:10:30.780 align:middle line:90% What is a human being, she said. 00:10:30.780 --> 00:10:33.990 align:middle line:90% I try to understand, he said. 00:10:33.990 --> 00:10:37.590 align:middle line:84% What will you undertake, she said. 00:10:37.590 --> 00:10:41.640 align:middle line:84% Will you punish me for history, he said. 00:10:41.640 --> 00:10:45.550 align:middle line:84% What will you undertake, she said. 00:10:45.550 --> 00:10:49.290 align:middle line:84% Do you believe in collective guilt, he said. 00:10:49.290 --> 00:10:51.645 align:middle line:84% Let me look in your eyes, she said. 00:10:51.645 --> 00:10:54.740 align:middle line:90% 00:10:54.740 --> 00:10:56.180 align:middle line:90% Who is here. 00:10:56.180 --> 00:10:58.310 align:middle line:90% The Erinyes. 00:10:58.310 --> 00:11:00.680 align:middle line:90% One to sit in judgment. 00:11:00.680 --> 00:11:03.530 align:middle line:90% One to speak tenderness. 00:11:03.530 --> 00:11:08.210 align:middle line:84% One to inscribe the verdict on the canyon wall. 00:11:08.210 --> 00:11:11.030 align:middle line:84% If you have not confessed the damage-- 00:11:11.030 --> 00:11:14.960 align:middle line:84% if you have not recognized the Mother of reparations-- 00:11:14.960 --> 00:11:18.800 align:middle line:84% if you have not come to terms with the women in the mirror. 00:11:18.800 --> 00:11:22.130 align:middle line:84% If you have not come to terms with the inscription-- 00:11:22.130 --> 00:11:23.990 align:middle line:90% the terms of the ordeal-- 00:11:23.990 --> 00:11:26.870 align:middle line:90% the discipline, the verdict-- 00:11:26.870 --> 00:11:32.195 align:middle line:84% if still you are on your way, still she awaits your coming. 00:11:32.195 --> 00:11:35.240 align:middle line:90% 00:11:35.240 --> 00:11:39.470 align:middle line:84% "Such women are dangerous to the order of things." 00:11:39.470 --> 00:11:44.030 align:middle line:84% And yes, we will be dangerous to ourselves, 00:11:44.030 --> 00:11:47.090 align:middle line:84% groping through spines of nightmare-- 00:11:47.090 --> 00:11:50.960 align:middle line:84% datura tangling with a simpler herb. 00:11:50.960 --> 00:11:54.410 align:middle line:84% Because the line dividing lucidity from darkness 00:11:54.410 --> 00:11:57.770 align:middle line:90% is yet to be marked out. 00:11:57.770 --> 00:12:01.820 align:middle line:84% Isolation, the dream of the frontier woman 00:12:01.820 --> 00:12:05.750 align:middle line:84% leveling her rifle along the homestead fence 00:12:05.750 --> 00:12:08.690 align:middle line:90% still snares our pride-- 00:12:08.690 --> 00:12:15.500 align:middle line:84% a suicidal leaf laid under the burning-glass in the sun's eye. 00:12:15.500 --> 00:12:18.350 align:middle line:90% Any woman's death diminishes me. 00:12:18.350 --> 00:12:22.850 align:middle line:90% 00:12:22.850 --> 00:12:25.900 align:middle line:90% [APPLAUSE] 00:12:25.900 --> 00:12:55.289 align:middle line:90%