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The Tradition

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by Jericho Brown


  Him at a good speed for a long distance,

  And to believe, believe that

  When he hungers, I am able

  To leap high, snatch

  The fruit of the tree

  We pause to hide behind and feed, feed him.

  Cakewalk

  My man swears his HIV is better than mine, that his has in it a little

  gold, something he can spend if he ever gets old, claims mine is full

  of lead: slows you down, he tells me, looking over his shoulder. But

  I keep my eyes on his behind, say my HIV is just fine. Practical. Like

  pennies. Like copper. It can conduct electricity. Keep the heat on or

  shock you. It works hard, earns as much as my smile.

  Stand

  Peace on this planet

  Or guns glowing hot,

  We lay there together

  As if we were getting

  Something done. It

  Felt like planting

  A garden or planning

  A meal for a people

  Who still need feeding,

  All that touching or

  Barely touching, not

  Saying much, not adding

  Anything. The cushion

  Of it, the skin and

  Occasional sigh, all

  Seemed like work worth

  Mastering. I’m sure

  Somebody died while

  We made love. Some-

  Body killed somebody

  Black. I thought then

  Of holding you

  As a political act. I

  May as well have

  Held myself. We didn’t

  Stand for one thought,

  Didn’t do a damn thing,

  And though you left

  Me, I’m glad we didn’t.

  Duplex: Cento

  My last love drove a burgundy car,

  Color of a rash, a symptom of sickness.

  We were the symptoms, the road our sickness:

  None of our fights ended where they began.

  None of the beaten end where they begin.

  Any man in love can cause a messy corpse,

  But I didn’t want to leave a messy corpse

  Obliterated in some lilied field,

  Stench obliterating lilies of the field,

  The murderer, young and unreasonable.

  He was so young, so unreasonable,

  Steadfast and awful, tall as my father.

  Steadfast and awful, my tall father

  Was my first love. He drove a burgundy car.

  NOTES

  The italicized portion of “After Avery R. Young” is a 2010 quotation from Louis Farrakhan, the leader of the Nation of Islam (which has its headquarters in Chicago, Illinois).

  The italicized lines in “Dear Whiteness” are from “Little Lies” by Fleetwood Mac from the album Tango in the Night (Warner Bros. Records, 1987).

  “Duplex (I begin with…)” is for L. Lamar Wilson.

  “The Hammers” is modeled after “What the Angels Left” by Marie Howe.

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Jericho Brown is the recipient of a Whiting Award and of fellowships from the John Simon Guggenheim Foundation, the Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study at Harvard University, and the National Endowment for the Arts. His poems have appeared in Fence, jubilat, The New Criterion, The New Republic, The New Yorker, The New York Times, Time, and several of The Best American Poetry anthologies. His first book, Please (New Issues, 2008), won the American Book Award. His second book, The New Testament (Copper Canyon, 2014), won the Anisfield-Wolf Book Award. He serves as poetry editor for The Believer. He is an associate professor of English and Creative Writing and Director of the Creative Writing Program at Emory University in Atlanta.

  ALSO BY JERICHO BROWN

  The New Testament

  Please

  Acknowledgments

  Earlier versions of these poems appeared in the following journals and anthologies: The Academy of American Poets Poem-a-Day, The American Poetry Review, The Baffler, Bennington Review, The Best American Poetry 2017, BOMB Magazine, Boston Review, BuzzFeed, The Georgia Review, The Golden Shovel Anthology: New Poems Honoring Gwendolyn Brooks, Gulf Coast, Memorious, The Nation, The New Criterion, The New Yorker, Opossum, Oxford American, The Paris Review, PEN Poetry Series, Phi Kappa Phi Forum, Poetry, Poetry London, Poetry Society of America online, The Rumpus, T: The New York Times Style Magazine, Time, Tin House, TriQuarterly, Vinyl, and Weber: The Contemporary West.

  This book was written with the support of the Bread Loaf Writers’ Conference, Emory University, the John Simon Guggenheim Foundation, the Poetry Society of America, and the Sewanee Writers’ Conference.

  Copyright 2019 by Jericho Brown

  All rights reserved

  Cover art: L. Ralphi Burgess, You’re in the Middle of the World, ca. 2017, acrylic and mixed media, 18” × 25”

  ISBN: 978-1-55659-586-1

  eISBN: 978-1-61932-195-3

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