Pivotal -- a poem by Peauladd Huy

Peauladd Huy - Poetry

Peauladd Huy was born in Cambodia. Both of her parents were executed by the Khmer Rouge. She now lives in the U.S.

Pivotal 

Again I bear what I once bore
And what I knew lingers in the rice fields

Preparing to journey: since the first harvest

My love, my honey bird, my free wing, waiting
In all that was with all that will be

Is like all the fields (my body)
Who's waited the fallen seeds to let root; let leaf

Make of the suns the shade

We've long sought
From the scorched fields.

As elements out of old time….
As inert coupling heavy lifts….

Water into water.

Fluidity, the sound of pouring
Into existence of the body

Contents: this is where we all are;
Together we shall remember the land the seasons

Make with rains and droughts; suns and rice golden

Down to stubble, the harvest's done.
The gathering's done

To the fields is to waken
In new rain, rise.

Rise.

Peauladd Huy Interview, with Monica Mankin