Poems

[Insatiable, my eyes]

Insatiable, my eyes
rake November’s ground
as I walk the square—

on the sidewalk, tannic
ghosts laid down by rain
on last night’s leaves.

Fine, bright new-growth grass
bends in the wind as if
in obeisance to

the brown and curling leaves
trapped against the fence
by those same gusts.

Beyond the east fence the red-
berried ornamental I know
not by its name, but by its toxic

roots, the one—do you recall?
that retarded our red onions
In Halsey. Just so

your sleeping back once fed my gaze,
pale northern flesh relaxed across
hard work-built muscle

on that November afternoon
when we should have been grouse
hunting at the river.

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About Katherine Power

I didn’t set out to be a terrorist. As a student activist, I moved from protesting the war in Viet Nam to waging guerrilla war to overthrow the government….

Recent and Upcoming Appearances & Publications
3/12/19 Peace, Justice and Transformation, Parallel Conference to the UN Commission on the Status of Women, 777 United Nations Plaza, NYC
11/13/18 A Journey from Guerrilla to Grandmother, Lifelong Learners: An Independent Collaborative, Temple Shir Tikva, 141 Boston Post Road, Wayland, MA 01778
10/10/18 Provincetown Women’s Week Reading from Doing Time:Papers from Framingham Prison, AMP, 432 Commercial Street, Provincetown, MA
4/6-9/2018 The Nature of Change, Radical Imagination Conference, Oregon State University, Corvallis, OR
1/15/2014 Complexity and Social Change, Occupy Radio
10/31/2013 Surrender, Oregon State University, Corvallis, OR
10/25/2013 Surrender, Taos Community Theater, Taos, NM

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