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Now poet Ruth Forman would like to make some nominations1 of her own.
Let us name our national treasures, current as today's newspaper. Come, let us name our national treasures: our uncles, our teachers, our lovers of the soul, much as we name our criminals. The ones so sweet generous they urge our own uniqueness to seep2 through our pores. Us, little buds at the tips of our parents' fingers, reaching for a future they've never known.
This is the time to sing the name of just one person who makes us wanna see another day, hear her words and know, through the burnings and lynchings and breaking bones of history on some plane carrying us through our days, everything's gonna be all right.
I need my neighbor who I don't know very well to give me a treasure he hold dear to his heart. And if he have more, I will take them like promises. I am serious as tears rocking her baby's broken head on the sidewalks, serious as bullet shells in a blood dusky sky, serious as despair and as much cocaine3 snorted into hell. I am serious, mama, like chains.
I need me these treasures pinned on my walls with stickpins and tacks4 and bubble gum. I need their pictures and scribbled5 names on any kind of paper. One from each person on my block. One put on channel nine, every night. What she do? Unsung and working overtime6. What he do? Why should it be they only celebrated7 in heaven? We need to know them here. I need me names and buckets fill my hands with their lives and breathe it in like mint, like sage8, like thyme in my hands. Need me the memories of each one in this city.
If you have a national treasure, give it to me. I have a national treasure, Roy Thomas, Sonia Sanches, Anna Stevenson, Peter Jay Harris. A fear, those ones you know like the restless song of a river that keep this world going and the babies alive. I need them in my life, need them all. Send their names to the LA Times, conquer my shaking head and set it straight, make me look for them in the street. That one? Who would write the name of their national treasure on a slip of paper? We need to know them. I only wish that I could say it better.
Let us name our national treasures, current as today's newspaper. Come, let us name our national treasures: our uncles, our teachers, our lovers of the soul, much as we name our criminals. The ones so sweet generous they urge our own uniqueness to seep2 through our pores. Us, little buds at the tips of our parents' fingers, reaching for a future they've never known.
This is the time to sing the name of just one person who makes us wanna see another day, hear her words and know, through the burnings and lynchings and breaking bones of history on some plane carrying us through our days, everything's gonna be all right.
I need my neighbor who I don't know very well to give me a treasure he hold dear to his heart. And if he have more, I will take them like promises. I am serious as tears rocking her baby's broken head on the sidewalks, serious as bullet shells in a blood dusky sky, serious as despair and as much cocaine3 snorted into hell. I am serious, mama, like chains.
I need me these treasures pinned on my walls with stickpins and tacks4 and bubble gum. I need their pictures and scribbled5 names on any kind of paper. One from each person on my block. One put on channel nine, every night. What she do? Unsung and working overtime6. What he do? Why should it be they only celebrated7 in heaven? We need to know them here. I need me names and buckets fill my hands with their lives and breathe it in like mint, like sage8, like thyme in my hands. Need me the memories of each one in this city.
If you have a national treasure, give it to me. I have a national treasure, Roy Thomas, Sonia Sanches, Anna Stevenson, Peter Jay Harris. A fear, those ones you know like the restless song of a river that keep this world going and the babies alive. I need them in my life, need them all. Send their names to the LA Times, conquer my shaking head and set it straight, make me look for them in the street. That one? Who would write the name of their national treasure on a slip of paper? We need to know them. I only wish that I could say it better.
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1 nominations | |
n.提名,任命( nomination的名词复数 ) | |
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2 seep | |
v.渗出,渗漏;n.渗漏,小泉,水(油)坑 | |
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3 cocaine | |
n.可卡因,古柯碱(用作局部麻醉剂) | |
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大头钉( tack的名词复数 ); 平头钉; 航向; 方法 | |
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v.潦草的书写( scribble的过去式和过去分词 );乱画;草草地写;匆匆记下 | |
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6 overtime | |
adj.超时的,加班的;adv.加班地 | |
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7 celebrated | |
adj.有名的,声誉卓著的 | |
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8 sage | |
n.圣人,哲人;adj.贤明的,明智的 | |
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