Haruko/Love Poems

For HarukoLittle moves on sight blinded by histories as trivial or expansive as the rain seducing light into a blurred excitementThen she opens all of one eyeas accurate as longingas two hands beholden to the hunger of green leavesandrinsing them back into regular breath she who sees she frees each of these beggarly events cleansing them of dust and other deathPoem about ProcessAnd ProgressFor HarukoHey Baby you bettahurry it up!Becausesince you went totallyoffand latelyon an' off the telephonewho like to talk to meall the timereal niceResolution # 1,003In response to passionate and eager loveForewordWHAT IS THIS thing called love, in the poems of June Jordan, artist, teacher, social critic, visionary of human solidarity? First of all, it's a motive; the power Che Guevara was trying to invoke in his much-quoted assertion: At the risk of appearing ridiculous . . . the true revolutionary is moved by great feelings of love. I think also of Paul Nizan: You think you are innocent if you say, 'I love this woman and I want toact in accordance with my love, ' but you are beginning the revolution. . . . You will be driven back: to claim the right to a human act is to attack the forces responsible for all the misery in the world. Neither of them, admittedly, was claiming the love of a woman for women, the love of a man for men, as revolutionary, as a human act.But the motive is directed by desire in Jordan