Adrienne Rich





The Burning of Paper Instead of Children

"I was in danger 
of verbalizing my moral 
impulses out of existence."

Daniel Berrigan - on trial in Baltimore 

                                                                                                         

      1. My neighbor, a scientist and art-collector, telephones me in a state 
of violent emotion. He tells me that my son and his, aged 
eleven and twelve, have on the last day of school burned a mathe-
matics textbook in the backyard. He has forbidden my son to come 
to his house for a week, and has forbidden his own son to leave the 
house during that time. "The burning of a book," he says, "arouses 
terrible sensations in me, memories of Hitler; there are few things 
that upset me so much as the idea of burning a book."

Back there: the library, walled
with green Britannicas
Looking againin Dürer's Complete Works
for MELANCOLIA, the baffled woman

the crocodiles in Herodotus
the Book of the Dead
the Trial of Jeanne d'Arc, so blue
I think, It is her color

and they take the book away
because I dream of her too often

love and fear in a house
knowledge of the oppressor
I know it hurts to burn

      2. To imagine a time of silence
or few words
a time of chemistry and music

the hollows above your buttocks
traced by my hand
or, hair is like flesh, you said

an age of long silence

relief

from this tongue                 this slab of limestone
or reinforced concrete
fanatics and traders
dumped on this coast wildgreen clayred
that breathed once
in signals of smoke
sweep of the wind

knowledge of the oppressor
this is the oppressor's language
yet I need it to talk to you

      3. People suffer highly in poverty and it takes dignity and intelli-
gence to overcome this suffering. Some of the suffering are: a child 
did not had dinner last night: a child steal because he did not have 
money to buy it: to hear a mother say she do not have money to buy 
food for her children and to see a child without cloth it will make 
tears in your eyes.

(the fracture of order
the repair of speech
to overcome this suffering)

      4. We lie under the sheet
after making love, speaking
of loneliness
relieved in a book
relived in a book
so on that page
the clot and fissure
of it appears
words of a man
in pain
a naked word
entering the clot
a hand grasping
through bars:

deliverance

What happens between us
has happened for centuries
we know it from literature

still it happens

sexual jealousy
outflung hand
beating bed

dryness of mouth
after panting
there are books that describe all this
and they are useless

You walk into the woods behind a houset
here in that country
you find a temple
built eighteen hundred years ago
you enter without knowing
what it is you enter

so it is with us

no one knows what may happen
though the books tell everything

burn the texts said Artaud

      5. I am composing on the typewriter late at night, thinking of
today. How well we all spoke. A language is a map of our failures. 
Frederick Douglass wrote an English purer than Milton's. People 
suffer highly in poverty. There are methods but we do not use them. 
Joan, who could not read, spoke some peasant form of French. 
Some of the suffering are: it is hard to tell the truth; this is America;
 I cannot touch you now. In America we have only the present tense. 
I am in danger. You are in danger. The burning of a book arouses 
no sensation in me. I know it hurts to burn. There are flames of 
napalm in Catonsville, Maryland. I know it hurts to burn. The 
typewriter is overheated, my mouth is burning, I cannot touch you 
and this is the oppressor's language.


spoken = Karen Marek