Poem: "Gertrude and Adrienne"
Gertrude and Adrienne
Shall I
praise the former’s void or shall I praise the latter’s substance?
Taniguchi
Den-jo, “Chiyo and Utagawa: Two Women”
Gertrude
Stein of 27 Rue de Fleurus collected geniuses while Alice amused their wives
with stories of the cats and recipes. The writer put down her words evenly like
paint so that every word had its own value. The writer put down her words
evenly like paint so that every value had its own word. I admire that. Adrienne
Rich gathered Black Panthers and Vietnam protesters in her New York apartment.
After they separated, her husband drove into the woods and shot himself. This
writer breaks down the order of words and builds it up anew. There is an order
that is not oppressive, if it can be found. Shall I praise the former’s tender
buttons or the latter’s diving wreck?
American
radicals, I think of you when I hear the presidential candidates.
After I
wrote this and read it again, I realize that I have neglected two other duties.
One, to thank Alice. Two, Alfred Haskell Conrad, the husband, an economics
professor, to mourn.
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