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Nineteen Eighty-Nine
The theme. The tragic view will never lack for champions
But she knew, and danced: the wall’s collapse, the evil
Pilar, she knew, and did not need (we did) to question.
Making us pray. What you don't know is your fault, they told us.
Because
might listen to us
I am, so I ask:
Down past
killed,
Their stories on one another, how one's hair had gone white
pray,
there,
Down past
Our desks and toyed with gum and read carved initials
poisoned;
miraging,
dark,
Down to
Believe it?, and nightly news ran tape of what looked like a
party--
Wall
Daddy, they took down that evil wall you told me about
The Year
flight
Nineteen eighty-nine was born with NATO and Warsaw Pact 1/1
mark.
Prague 1/2
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in a desolate January:
Forbidden singing.
year.
Those who died died. Call them heroes. Yet there was
The Joke. Not even force, but cash, more stupid than steel
In a Warsaw kitchen,
a handful of women
Police were searching for the rogue publishers. All over Poland,
Readers were turning their pages. All over Warsaw, spies and
was
the kitchen
What would become the Election Gazette was cooked, raw and true,
While stupid shock troops rummaged the country, sure it was men.
Communist.
toe
A treasure-embroidered land?
presidencies,
But now a coup tripped him up. Coup coup coup, 2/3
unspecified time.
Russia 2/15
slinked
from Afghanistan,
poet)
Fingerprint?
Hasted them through time. They say, "They were made to do it."
February gone.
screaming
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Muscle and bone parted, the year headed down the canal.
no luck.
April.
Georgia.
None of the papers carried it, but there were Polish underground
markets
And the world saw it on tape. They exaggerated the numbers, but
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the world
other
Chief,
revolts in the
firm.
When everyone ran or was gunned down, you took to the radio
China.
And I wonder how your conscience is. Does memory sear you,
So many times you hesitated, but each time, clown and priestess,
You took the cup, the blame, the chance, the leap, the joke.
Oldsters
bicyclists,
Students,
jeans,
shades,
from everywhere,
Wait for the margin to drag their prey within jawstrike. Thirst
against
Instinct,
us?
Hu: We are failing the people of China. Next morning, his heart
Went black.
The failure that changed China, those who believed too much.
China--so I go back to
Hungary, to
May 2.
as
country,
And we'll never have a cent of it back, no, not ever--could have
Cleansed the air and water of a solar system, but we'll never
nothing.
And the other, within her privacy, has plain air, free walk--
Black and white photo. When men and women let down their
borders,
Return to China,
to May 4,
Czechoslovakia: 5/17
To jail poetry than let it out into the open where you can watch
it.
And so, in the comedy that the tragedy had become, they
In Beijing, 5/18
The Army marched out of the Great Hall of the People and found
The Army sat and the people sat, had singing contests:
Toward evening the Army marched back to the Great Hall of the
People.
provinces by
Fruit hanging.
Fruit rotting.
Heart attack
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in China:
Square
Would die . . .
She is, though I see her every day on the streets, not here yet
But a gantlet's end of time, change. You might well call her
world
her
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Opens into new possibilities, she their sperm and they her
suspense,
Change like this meant my world was dying. I tasted the old man's
Each thing was its opposite: these kids and their naive Woodstock
Awaited their massacre and triumph. The People's Army, even now
gathering and
distance.
Inversely as the volume. China had held its breath for centuries.
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Flying Tigers--
Hands pulled soldiers down from the trucks, embraced, beat them;
Tanks.
Waving red books. But the sting rips out the guts
of the
the
The world press was harangued onto airplanes, the eye of the
world
jails, their
Some say the army and the students dickered the night,
And when dawn came, they let the few remaining wander
They could have dragged them away, roped them, gassed them, but
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their
From far away, the Spanish cameras caught the silence, the
Matter. They cleared the Square, and the unreason, the purge
began: the
Stabbed and strafed the night, gunning the alleys, invading the
beheaded them,
Burned them, and fled. Mao's China was over, but before the
answered,
Next dawn, the sun over China was a juddering bag of plasma.
If
history
deflecting.
But brim with other lives lived otherwise. We kiss and grieve
the pedestrian,
See: in mid-jaywalk
midstreet,
Roar and desolation toward him (behind it, fifty more) and
He was
He stood, he
reasoned,
would not
If any knew it. When all was gunfire, you said, Brother,
You would move on, the year roll like tanks, but before your
answer.
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are what
You who stood and reasoned with tanks, I thank you for reminding
me.
That was the first forepang of the climactic change, which has
come
Mao, 1996
wake up.
China is
A grip has relaxed, though coercion still whips its steel tail.
Not yet cooled for the blasted children of the uprising. Many
heads.
Why not
make money?
Does
history
have any
meaning?
That depends.
Is meaning
the
meaning--
That readies the heart for each beat, what has ever happened
When our own are so hard to catch? Isn't history one more
suffering,
even there
Time and mind and history are made of the same material,
longing.
Not that the past builds up to us, or that we are the answer,
triangulate.
mean in
I'm no
Expert. Maybe loss, the sea, the stars, town seen from a
mountaintop,
mind.
Or maybe all things are related, and all we do is say so. But
In the space and time of history, minds change, you know. They
Brandenburg
Gate.
Died.
Inked the invisible, taught us what bore us up, what we knew too
Little.
Poland, those
Brandenburg Gate.
boxes,
Bob Marley T-shirts, they were buying and selling the realest
revolution.
The tourist dollar helped topple the guard towers, snip the
Movies.
July began
Border--
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No--
In Poland,
overground.
Not until
began to lean
toward winter
In Czechoslovakia, 8/21
(The year would squeeze off more dead before long), in that
pressure summer
Later, the joyful parting, tearful push into the future. Now
Memory is an insult).
Let me
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for a moment
beginning
her
the animal,
scared:
failures,
The newborn world was better. Better birth than an old world.)
September:
Sky
Radio:
it
Into a newborn.
trainyards.
Meet me on the blocks where you no know one, where families are
outlawed,
history
(One), was spoken (another), are the ones this poem should
praise.
Would plunge into the cold of not knowing. They lost everything
looking
They were the ones who fought and (one another) won
them
A poem. That's all I've got. I did nothing but watch from
the world
And the moon of money pulled and the ocean of history swelled
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the guards
Were reassigned;
in peaceable chaos,
Given,
Ejaculation/prolapse/hegira.
Men are grateful. And the woman did more: she promised a free
But if humanity can name the good and work toward it,
Communism, crossed East Germany and let them off in the West.
in farmtrucks,
In the squares. They walked. They burdened the Red Cross, the
relief
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Monday
Nights,
arrested;
Hotter.
Communist savior. Now he was sick, like the country that had
purity,
Who told them to come? What did they think would come of it?
(Warsaw this time) were let go west. Seven thousand and six
hundred
Honecker held on by
as in China
on this October.
were
Praying.
Cared whether Communism lived. They were just plugs longing for
the
The fortieth anniversary of the Great Mess and make it the last.
Warnings to disperse.
Leipzig
bricks,
the impassioned
Together. Good things can happen together. Ask the woman who
churches.
In Leipzig they marched until there were too many, and then they
That night they found something new to raise, not swords, not
signs, but
Everybodies.
Henchmen arrived,
They enticed the police, blessed and mocked and sang to the
police.
Tienanmen had worked, and they all knew it. Could work again,
And they all knew it. The bullets had the thugs, and they all
knew it--but
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another,
So terror passed
a budge:
burning
Each candle
holder, tongues of
Or to Another.
It ended:
Prosecuted, buried.
Thugs
nowhere
punishment.
Word. I
Saw I couldn't,
but
No one does--
He tried to climb it
They saw how fear can seal the world. The guards gave him
could
Our species.
Filia:
Leipzig, they knew and said they knew and loved anyway,
Better. Now that his words had wedged the gate open, he was
Condemned always to arrive too late and say what had already
Happened.
longer
On time, he'd come too late again, and life got out the
Whip.
To Czechoslovakia
(October of
Brezhnev's.
Lakes,
springs,
what flows,
Pressure.
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their
they
October died in
skin.
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Beijing,
in November,
Leipzig too,
reopened
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raising a question
fourth--
smashing)--
Rivers flowed
Our
Daughter
Could this be the year we were told of, when all the prayers
were answered?
communications.
in the shifting
Dark.
Antiphonal:
They meet, they talk, they are shy, they are excited, their
senses report a
Not yet. They and time have not arrived. They part, to
Even to themselves, but they know they will, they know it has
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happened;
reverberations--and
and fell.
Daddy, they took down that evil wall you told me about
Up--
Shop.
Images on tape,
signals
Where
shoulders
Another.
To watch it come down. How could I tell her how dark the
schoolhalls had
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waste
I pictured
Children like me. What sports did they play? What books did they
read?
Who did they pray for? Some of my classmates asked me, Do you
my
Knowledge. How could I save it? Why did my mother and father
Go to work?
That we who built the Wall did not deserve to breach it.
Known. In the hands of the kids, the Wall went from symbol to
shit
forgetting.
forgotten.
wallbreakers.
thought of saying).
Now
Ein Volk.
Germany would
Not become Ein this year, but next. The Wall had been broken,
but
Hers.
millionaire.
in Bulgaria,
Todor Zhivkov
one.
Next day,
In Namibia,
Independence.
Never before on its own--but they wanted it, they wanted it, and
they'd
disjunctions, gaps
Czechoslovakia--where
Persuasions
surface
The grand chord and the echo in the empty hall, the ultimate
And the moment after the ultimate, and neither has disappointed.
appointments.
No wonder
No autumn
more momentous
I know
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Yet this is the greatest praise, to say uncertainty was worth it,
That we'd rather be free to walk uncertain than forced for sure.
no one
another
do,
lately the
anniversary,
Any pretext for gathering, for saying all soon would be over.
All year police had been beating the same five thousand
people,
thousands of souls,
urge
To forget the whole thing. Poetry, for once, did what it could.
they lay,
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Boneyards, but word got out. After fifty years, memory was
Habit.
demonstration.
In
Or maybe
climax comes
By itself,
a magic.
Fifteen hundred
bolted
to visit their
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Leipzig,
hospital, and a
in the
Usual procedure.
Endgame. All year the world had been saying it couldn't work
Irrecoverably dead.
(overnight,
strike.
Is.
Word.
countryside,
Was one of those crazy students. All energy and momentum, she
Went into the schools and convinced them to shut down for the
Country's good. She drove back and forth from Prague to the
making sure
They got out to the country before they could get mysteriously
Lost. For some reason, the newspapers had begun to tell the
To?
Could drop a penny and it would not hit the ground. So many!
Brought down a strike that showed that the yeggs were losing
purchase.
Artists,
They were painting and printing posters to throw up all over the
country--for the
were
Arguments
coffeeshops,
Havel. Havel got out of the car but was turned away. 11/21
They set up banks of speakers, and the next day Havel spoke.
Breath, he spoke, and the crowd spoke back, and he spoke, and
the crowd
saying
demonstrations, the
Crowds sang for peace, and when they were asked to go home, they
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took
thousands,
Prague had the music of St. Vitus' Bell and the keys to its
expectation,
Jets.
in a meeting.
Her cabbie was talking past the speed limit. Everyone's radios
Out on his feet. The Party still had its fist, the army.
On November 25,
Who called for pressure with shivering words, rang their keys.
Adamec said he'd come next day, to apologize for the seventeenth,
They
Turning his name to a verse and refrain, so they could join in.
rectify its
That
Is when it ended.
failed
Winter of triumph.
Adamec finished,
was finished.
Lord's Prayer.
Just for two hours, the country went still. The mines were
praying.
gave
up.
Old poet,
breakneck
ask Marcos,
Ask Adamec whose shadow it was that blazed like fusion in the
Those men
anywhere.
So what?
lie.
How can I mourn, when the best thing about you is that you never
happened?
I should have grown up, like most children, hungry and a little
afraid;
I can't even blame you. Your creators didn't know you were
nothing.
They took the cash. Declared you over. Bowed to the applause.
Real goodbye.
Came too late and smiled for the cameras, punished by life.
That evening,
in Czechoslovakia,
On the sixth,
Egon Krenz
out of
Czechoslovakia
Adamec,
bailed out.
Further east
at a crossroads country
After themselves,
a crossroads race of
decision.)
the year,
Quit.
Havel na Hrany?
elect a playwright?
Same day:
And the air and sunlight wrote him daily letters. Three
Home of Neruda, who sang this century as no one will sing it.
Yankees.
Beloved Brazil--
Milton Nacimento.
You forced even him to sing wordless songs, his albums all
Brazil,
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Until
on the seventeenth
Slifing toward the sun? Keep flowing. I want to see where you
wind,
Romania,
and
they folded,
But the evil in him was no more than the evil in myself.
Let's have the courage. Gaze in the bulged mirror. Say it:
scramble,
Roman
Scrape off the cutting board. Dilute the flavor: scoop out the
lacked,
conference;
deprivation,
You grinned: So? Smart boys, isn't it? Try our impossible
poetry.)
strings of sentences
rights and
God and change, read off at the ribosome of the changing mind,
Hate
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is a kind of death,
Not even China, with its endless mountains and history and army,
was
As savage as Timişoara.
He'd shouted it down all year, yet here, thousands of bodies with
ordinary people
habit
As to a goddess.
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Fathers and mothers ran into the fire, worse than they knew.
Cut down, so many saw that they had lost their worlds.
I hope that some remembered that they had turned the battle,
And for good. Wherever they are, they are not with me
in the flesh
weight
crevasse
Each of us
is here only
by the unlikeliest
string of
hearts.
They dug up all the boneyards and faked the mass graves--
Let me then
Praise
Wave of protest.
Would not stop the police would not stop to the last.
Breakneck jerk
Romania to Panama:
At Manuel had hauled no wood, and now the United States was
Noriega obliged.
Operation Echo.
While ghosts with guns flicked behind the trees down the
streets while
videotape,
their general,
And thousands of Iraqis gone from the earth, from those who
wanted them)
Simultaneity--
in Berlin 12/18-20
confederacy, Germany to
Germany.
Ceauşescu
belief.
keeper overrun.
As elsewhere,
In Bucharest, the
Sirens, tanks.
Full gorge.
Father to ciphers.
Then my
midsentence
face
changed.
Voice
a distant other
distance shrank
I shouted louder
fear shrinking
I shrank louder
distance gone
I melting--
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surprise at my
Being gone.
Palace.
Ears
people to me, me to
Are closing.
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Woman who ran with me, such acceptance, one end to the
Fingerpaints:
(Agnes Mioducki once when she asked and once when she didn't;
Dusk to evening).
Life persist.
down
Neoclassic triumphs,
over a
Kaiser's folly
scarred by the
Now, now, for the first time, they let them be Gates,
Pass.
What they'd done and the healing still to come: the nausea of
their booths,
What history says was spoken in the open stone of the Gates:
cannot awaken,
Getting bored.
Imaginations denied.
Ready to take.
Dead.
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and ex-communists
They wanted to show him they were different, let him use the
Phone.
and they
Accurate.
cold. Ceauşescu
ran.
New name:
Ion Iliescu.
There seemed to
Be some question--
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therefore hero
He.
to chase was to
Catch,
to catch to kill?--
Berlin,
Beijing, whose
dying
Bucharest
and
Conflicting reports
Harried the airwaves; they heard the radio, saw the TV:
Fighting to win
then survive
then kill
then hurt
Transition
Riven
World
everything
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Very persuasive.
dictators screaming
Released world
odor of pigshit
a Gods-knows-where. They
Contempt and impatience jigged his eyes. It was not him who
Genocide?
Sixty thousand?
overseas accounts?
Completely right
Video camera.
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Now rose
Murder.
Defiance apart. The weed fear had not split that wall.
trooped outside,
Clowns
Charlatans
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First saw the rifles and laughed with rage, she and her husband
Merry Christmas
Across a field,
bosses had
Mode of succession.
Oh God
The Archies
I surrender),
and
Federal parliament.
Pine was fresh in the room. I know the world does not
Believe,
In the afternoon,
All of us
streamlining as we swim.
Czechoslovakia, they
investors, and
Impatience.
Good luck.
complex, fearfully
Human.
I look back on this year and think our daughter was right:
conversation, that
schools of them,
planet.
This year
led us to
a world to be
The good swimmer knows her arms, her legs, her timing.
work.
She knows it will be her arms alone that will raise the shore.
World that deserves to be seen and seen in. Let down roots/
to our enworldment.
been
the
Let all pronouns marry. Worship the known and unknown who
With work and suffering. This dance--the heart fails, Walter Benjamin
These are what we, against ourselves, have ever sung and danced:
1962
What the radio said and the radio said what the television said:
combustive sleep of
priests, at
beetled
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the game of
Blinked.
O torn peace.
why?,
Grave. We scanned face after face after face for the headlines.
As
shadow,
children