After the Convention, by Robert Lowell

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After the Convention, by Robert Lowell, artwork by Ivan Boothe

Day 9 of the 2007 Fun-a-Day project with the Artclash Collective.

After the Convention
By Robert Lowell

Life, hope, they conquer death, generally, always;
and if the steamroller goes over the flower, the flower dies.
Some are more solid earth; they stood in lines,
blouse and helmet, a creamy de luxe sky-blue—
their music, savage and ephemeral. ...
After five nights of Chicago: police and mob,
I am so tired and had, clichés are wisdom,
the clichés of paranoia. On this shore,
the fall of the high tide waves is a straggling, joshing
march of soldiers ... on the march for me. ...
How slender and graceful, the double line of trees,
how slender, graceful, irregular and underweight,
the young in black folk-fire circles below the trees—
under their bodies, the green grass turns to hay.

  • Year Created: 2007
  • Media
    • digital graphics
    • standard paper