Jericho Brown is a contemporary Pulitzer prize winning poet. He has influenced many young writers through his professorship and creative writing programs at the University of Houston, San Diego, and Emery University. In this poem I find an apt analogy for modern times. How we, as Joni Mitchel sings, go "round and round and round in the circle game - captive in the carousel of time.."
The last line in this poem... I often feel like one day follows another, one spring turns to another summer, and I am fine with that. At my age, I prefer to embrace an open sky and feel the earth beneath my bare feet, at least once a day. no mountain to climb, nothing to prove. So for me, the last word in this poem signifies a leap of faith... Perhaps kindness, persistence, and equanimity will suffice. There are those who take offence with this and say that it is being complacent. That we must rise up, there will be no justice for any until there is justice for all. I am sure that is true! Some of us are warriors, some are healers, teachers, mothers, poets. Leap my friends..
The Crossing Jericho Brown
The water is one thing, and one thing
for miles.
The water is one thing, making this
bridge
Built over the water another. Walk it
Early, walk it back when the day goes
dim, everyone
Rising just to find a way toward rest
again.
We work, start on one side of the day
Like a planet’s only sun, our eyes
straight
Until the flame sinks. The flame sinks.
Thank God
I’m different. I’ve figured and
counted. I’m not crossing
To cross back. I’m set
On something vast. It reaches
Long as the sea. I’m more than a
conqueror, bigger
Than
bravery. I don’t march. I’m the one who leaps.