Lucien Stryk came to speak for professor Quinn's poetry class at Rock Valley College in the early 90's. I was there and really got a lot out of the lecture. I was also blown away by this particular poem:
Cherries
Lucien Stryk
Because I sit eating cherries
which I did not pick
a girl goes bad under
the elevator tracks,will
never be whole again.
Because I want the full bag,
grasping,twenty-five children
cry for food. Gorging,
I’ve none to offer. I want
to care, I mean to, but not
yet, a dozen cherries
rattling at the bottom of my bag.
One by one I lift them to
my mouth, slowly break
their skin—twelve nations
bleed. Because I love, because
I need cherries, I
cannot help them. My happiness,
bought cheap, must last forever.
NPR reported today that the poet Lucien Stryk has passed. One doesn't have to be from the Northern Illinois region to mourn the loss of this incredible poet.
Poetry
Lucien Stryk has left us, and we are all worse for it. |
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