I call her June audaciously because she hugged me when she signed my/her book for me.
I adore this goddess poet.
Such terrorism on our streets in England now, today.
June’s formidable Love must reign I must let her guide me but my rage is furnaceous. I know that’s not a word it’s my feeling . I believe in new words and new worlds.
She hugged you?? What a special memory and thank you so much for sharing your own thoughts, too. Also, furnaceous should be a word because it somehow suits the feelings you described quite perfectly!
So glad this poem was a welcome introduction! She was also an essayist and, while I’ve read more of her poetry, her essays are incredibly profound too!
‘away from this impressive terror I must be’
I call her June audaciously because she hugged me when she signed my/her book for me.
I adore this goddess poet.
Such terrorism on our streets in England now, today.
June’s formidable Love must reign I must let her guide me but my rage is furnaceous. I know that’s not a word it’s my feeling . I believe in new words and new worlds.
Thank you Tasnim in solidarity
Treeza
She hugged you?? What a special memory and thank you so much for sharing your own thoughts, too. Also, furnaceous should be a word because it somehow suits the feelings you described quite perfectly!
Just wow! !!
So potent & formidable and, sadly, still poignant.
I’m aware of June Jordan via civil rights documentaries but I’ve never read any of her writing till now. An impressive start. Thank you!
So glad this poem was a welcome introduction! She was also an essayist and, while I’ve read more of her poetry, her essays are incredibly profound too!