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Everybody Knows Each Other Here
I had no portrait, now, but am small, like the wren.
— Emily Dickinson
Written words are orphans, said Socrates, their author
too far from the paths they may take
to defend them.
Imagine the written word roaming, unarmed,
naked, through the hands of every reader.
Every reader, a critic. Every written word, voiceless.
They cannot speak for themselves.
They cannot say more than they are.
In this town of seven thousand, I am like the written word
Thought over, in my absence.
I did not understand “How dreary –
to be – Somebody! / How public – like a Frog”
until I lived here, twice the size Amherst was
when Dickinson laid herself down in the nutshell of her poem,
inhaling the breath of a distant reader who would join her someday,
a ghost from the future.
I did not understand her and she could not explain herself,
her written words, to me.
But the language of this town has brought us
into the same private space.
And I know now that it is no quiet thing to be a wren.
Perpetually balancing and inquiring,
making itself heard across a great space—
Dickinson teaching me how to be
in a small town.
The other danger of writing, Socrates offered, is forgetting.
Unwritten thoughts must be revisited, trapped or anchored in memory.
Archived in writing, we can leave them,
let them dull.
Better to let these thoughts pass once through your memory
than be kept in mine forever. I send them to you
to be free of them. Freer from my loneliness. I send them to you
from the brushy thicket, to which they cannot return
Mastery and Acquisition, Revised: A Poem for the New Year
The master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house.
— Audre Lorde
But you hand me a hammer
and I am like Midas
I am like better
than Midas
It turns into a paintbrush in my hand and
I draw an arc
like archive
like ark of the covenant
on the wall and
step through it
and I am in the park
We all are
It is hot but
a woman we’ve invited and not yet met is bringing ice
and so-and-so’s joyfriend has a tupper of cakes
to eat sweetly, quickly
and kisses
are in the air
late into the night
until they turn into lightning bugs
and we stumble home, already home
in the constellation of our bodies.
that we have rested and filled.
Erika Rodriguez is a poet and essayist working in the public humanities.
Sarah Reese is a 24-year-old non-binary collage artist from Texas.