Prison Years

Lovelock Cave

I want—
my starved finger tips want—
to touch the clouds
in that November sky,

to mix, with the edge of my thumb,
Mars black and titanium white
in bright scallops and deep troughs
on stretched canvas,

to reach out my vermilioned brush
and note the canvasbacks’ descent
to rest among these reeds.

Once, in the snow and sleet and the last
rush of soaring ducks’ wings,
I gathered in the reed and feather birds
to wrap in grass
and lay with care into the basket
and then into the grass-lined pit
until the next
moon of soaring ducks’ wings.

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About Katherine Power

I didn’t set out to be a terrorist. As a student activist, I moved from protesting the war in Viet Nam to waging guerrilla war to overthrow the government….

Recent and Upcoming Appearances and Publications
11/13/18 A Journey from Guerrilla to Grandmother, Lifelong Learners: An Independent Collaborative, Temple Shir Tikva, 141 Boston Post Road, Wayland, MA 01778
10/10/18 Provincetown Women’s Week Reading from Doing Time:Papers from Framingham Prison, AMP, 432 Commercial Street, Provincetown, MA
4/6-9/2018 The Nature of Change, Radical Imagination Conference, Oregon State University, Corvallis, OR
1/15/2014 Complexity and Social Change, Occupy Radio
10/31/2013 Surrender, Oregon State University, Corvallis, OR
10/25/2013 Surrender, Taos Community Theater, Taos, NM

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