No Moon Floods the Memory of That Night - by Etheridge Knight

[mirmusing.livejournal.com]

No moon floods the memory of that night

only the rain I remember the cold rain

against our faces and mixing with your tears

only the rain I remember the cold rain

and your mouth soft and warm

no moon no stars no jagged pain

of lightning only my impotent tongue

and the red rage within my brain

knowing that the chilling rain was our forever

even as I tried to explain:

“A revolutionary is a doomed man

with no certainties but love and history.”

“But our children must grow up with certainties

and they will make the revolution.”

“By example we must show the way so plain

that our children can go neither right

nor left but straight to freedom.”

“No,” you said. And you left.

No moon floods the memory of that night

only the rain I remember the cold rain

and praying that like the rain

returns to the sky you would return to me again.

Comments

[ryntha-doghare.livejournal.com]

Oh my god, the rhyming in this is wonderful.

No moon

[mirmusing.livejournal.com]

It does have a rather engaging refrain - smiles M