4.22 The Welder | Cherrie Moraga

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This poem for this moment! Also found on Black Women’s Blueprint Mother Tongue ceremony: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e_VVOJxbC3g

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The Welder | Cherrie Moraga

I am a welder.
Not an alchemist.
I am interested in the blend
of common elements to make
a common thing.

No magic here.
Only the heat of my desire to fuse
what I already know
exists. Is possible.

We plead to each other,
we all come from the same rock
we all come from the same rock
ignoring the fact that we bend
at different temperatures
that each of us is malleable
up to a point.

Yes, fusion is possible
but only if things get hot enough –
all else is temporary adhesion,
patching up.

It is the intimacy of steel melting
into steel, the fire of your individual
passion to take hold of ourselves
that makes sculpture of your lives,
builds buildings.

And I am not talking about skyscrapers,
merely structures that can support us
of trembling.

for too long a time
the…

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Born on United Nations Day, I am actively involved in the process of figuring out how we can live together well on this planet, given our similar and different truth claims. Thanks for joining me on the journey!

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