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Classic and Contemporary Poetry: Explained | |||
The opening lines starkly frame the dilemma: "Nobody wants to die on the way / and caught between ghosts of whiteness / and the real water." Here, "ghosts of whiteness" might refer to the pervasive specter of white supremacy or colonialism, while "real water" signifies the actual hardships-both physical and psychological-that individuals must navigate. There's a brutal recognition that the path to "salvation" comes at a high cost: the risk of leaving "our bones / on the way." The lines "our spices are separate and particular / but our skins sing in complimentary keys" illustrate a nuanced understanding of unity within diversity. While each individual brings their unique 'spices'-their heritage, culture, or personal idiosyncrasies-the collective struggle harmonizes these disparate elements. The poem suggests that despite the distances, temporal or spatial ("three planets to the left / a century of light years ago"), there is something universal in the human condition, emphasized by the repetition "we were telling the same stories / over and over and over." Lorde also invokes the notion of "broken down gods" surviving "in the crevasses and mudpots / of every beleaguered city." This paints a picture of decaying civilizations, failed ideologies, or perhaps even discredited leaders. Despite their brokenness, these gods survive, much like the suppressed voices in a society where "there are too many bodies / to cart to the ovens / or gallows." The poem's closing lines echo with urgency: "Our labor has become / more important / than our silence." This speaks to the necessity of action over inaction, of raising voices over keeping mute. After all the falls, after all the "empty cases of blood to bury or burn," what remains essential is the labor-the effort, the struggle, the work. It is through this labor that the silenced find their voices and the marginalized find their spaces. In "A Song for Many Movements," Audre Lorde masterfully weaves the individual and collective, the past and the present, to deliver a message of both despair and hope. It serves as a reminder that while the road may be fraught with hardship, it is the act of walking it, of laboring for a better future, that endows us with our humanity. The repetition of the closing line serves as a drumbeat, compelling us to match its rhythm with our actions, because our labor-our actions and our struggles-have indeed become more important than our silence. Copyright (c) 2025 PoetryExplorer | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO SONNETS, IN 1972: 2. MAY by DAVID LEHMAN NAT BACON'S BONES by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH ALL LIFE IN A LIFE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS VICARIOUS ATONEMENT by RICHARD ALDINGTON TOWARD THE JURASSIC AGE by CLARIBEL ALEGRIA IN GEORGETOWN; HOLIDAY INN, WASHINGTON, D.C. by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE AFTERLIFE: LETTER TO STEPHEN DOBYNS: 1 by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE SEVEN ARTS by ROBERT FROST |
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