won’t you celebrate with me

won't you celebrate with me

what i have shaped into

a kind of life? i had no model.

born in babylonbabylon Once a great city in Biblical times, see Psalms 137. In contemporary usage, babylon is a place of inequity and oppression.

both nonwhite and woman

what did i see to be except myself?

i made it up

here on this bridge betweenbetween / starshine and clay Compare to John Keats’s “betwixt damnation and impassion’d clay” in “On Sitting Down to Read King Lear Once Again.”

starshine and clay,

my one hand holding tight

my other hand; come celebrate

with me that everyday

something has tried to kill me

and has failed.