Body As Border – a poem

Body As Border – a poem

New poetry from our poet-in-residence, Remi Graves   walls of flesh guarding us from each other. skin a barricade against the foreign stopping us from spilling out onto the Hackney Road at midday. Fingernails the glass ceiling to transcendence. Mouth as immigration control guarding what we let in and what we pass out. Colon as detention centre, … Continue reading Body As Border – a poem

7 June 2017  //  Remi Graves


New poetry from our poet-in-residence, Remi Graves

 

walls of flesh guarding us from each other.

skin a barricade against the foreign

stopping us from spilling out

onto the Hackney Road at midday.

Fingernails the glass ceiling

to transcendence.

Mouth as immigration control

guarding what we let in

and what we pass out.

Colon as detention centre,

crass portal we pretend

does not exist.

Eject what we can’t face

what we don’t want to admit

we’ve made.

Heart as the people of a nation

that know only

how to keep spreading out

in spite of fire or drought.

This was written with many things swirling around my head, namely ideas about the individual as a nation, and the limits of the body as a border – upholding the illusion that we are all separate. I also wrote this the day of Grenfell tower block fire, a tragedy that could have been avoided, were rifts caused by the class system (and the value attributed to it) not so deeply entrenched in British society…

 

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