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The Song We Say We Do Not Sing

By Amy Ratto Parks     After Lorca


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    I.

Quiet, please, and huddle down beneath this desk,
crouch here in the place where feet should go.

See how small your spine can curl, how tight
the breath can move: small in, small out,

in hiding-silence. Something has come for us

[the plane was not a simple plane] and your children
sit behind you in rows of theater seats,

their legs swing while they point, pleased, at the men
who sail slowly down through the sky

with quiet guns across their arms.


    II.

Quiet, please, to save yourself, says the hanging tree,
says the pepper spray, the bullet, the whip. Says the officer man,
says the doctor, says the teacher because teacher always says

just like mother always says hush now, let’s ask someone

who knows about such things. Instead, ask for lights
and bells. Learn to cross your hands atop your lap.

Let me see the perfect rose of your lips hide all those teeth.


    III.

Quiet, please, and let the machines do their work.
The equation is simple. Type, SUM = (         +     _ )
then select your terms. Sum, as in the total amount
of things collected (i.e. green oceans, slim-waisted girls,

cloaks & wings & flowers) or as in the total number
of events experienced (i.e. slow walks, still births,
picnics, aphasias) or as in the Latin sum, as in I am,

as in: I am = (green ocean + aphasia). Or, I am =
 
(ants + wind in from the balcony over the square).
Or I am the fish inside my heart, the heavy boots
inside my veins. I am the insomnia of the rider.

I am the insomnia of the horse.


    IV.

Quiet, please, while they leave me, my essential
things. The horse rolls in the water, rights herself,
and I am beneath her swimming legs, swimming


in a down vest and heavy denim jeans. I argue them
from
me in the blue under-water, kick off my full boots,
the jeans-heavy sinking. The horse is free of me


and she shakes her head while I work to shed myself
anchor by anchor. I want to float up to her, to air,

but she will only carry me forward into the fire.

There are guns above the water. There are friendly men
in uniform who were sent to save or sent to kill us all
and we don’t know which is which by the smiles.



    V.

Quiet, please says the noise of the noise machine,
the pink noise, white noise, brown. Says the mother

to children, phone to her ear. I say to myself as I church-laugh

into my hands in the library, I say to myself
as I untangle knots of hair, of thread, of words.
Be pleased as a zipper drawn up tight, like a lemon of wax,

almost white. Be quiet like bee-hum, or bird call,
like pencil to paper. Like morning before the sky-break
like snow-pressed grass stretching up toward the sun.



N O T E :

The following phrases come from Federico García Lorca:
“ask for lights and bells. Learn to cross your hands.”
“insomnia of the rider/ and the insomnia of the horse”
“my essential things”
“like a lemon of wax, almost white”
“black cloaks wings and flowers”





AMY RATTO PARKS is the author of Bread and Water Body, the winner of the Merriam Frontier Chapbook Prize, and the chapbook Song of Days Torn and Mended. Her poems have appeared in The Mississippi Review, Court Green, The South Dakota Review, and Barrow Street, among others. A former editor of Writer’s Digest, Fiction Writer, and CutBank Literary Magazine, Parks teaches writing at the University of Montana.


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MORE FROM THIS SYMPOSIUM:


Preface
By NATALIE PEETERSE


Becoming Lorca: A Biography
By MILES WAGGENER


“After Suicide, After Lorca, After Fires, After Night”
By CLAIRE HIBBS

“Balada de las Tres Ninfas”
By EDUARDO CHIRINOS

“Red Osier Spiders”
By HEATHER CAHOON

“Lorquiana”
By MILES WAGGENER

“Guerras Civiles”
By NATALIE PEETERSE


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