Two Poems by Stefanie Bennett


TORRENTS, LAFAYETTE SQUARE, MARCH 10, 2017 *

Light the pipe

Of strife, it

Will not harm you.

Peace,

Coiled by

A human crowd may

Lift a million

Vocal [wo]men

To go, tell it

Like

Coyote.

The fear’s natural.

[* Native Nations Rise – Washington DC]

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LEVERTOV’S LADDER

... Leaving, she saw them eat

Her words and

The left-over gravy

In that comprised tumbled-

Down shack

Where

The hawk-weed grows

But doesn’t erase

The colour

Of absence – or

The stony telling

There by

A turnstile gate

As she, still with

Her smiling

Beauty on

Waved an even darker

Reverie

Aside.

[NB; Levertov is often seen as part of the Black Mountain poets.

She reputes that association].

Of mixed ancestry [Irish/Italian/Paugussett-Shawnee] Stefanie Bennett has published

several books of poetry, a novel and a libretto and worked with [No Nukes]

Art Action For Peace.