
It was just yesterday I was reading something about genetically modified alfalfa. Alfalfa! Even a century is too short to measure the ultimate results. Margaret Randall frames these issues in her own wise and artful way.
Margaret Randall has published more than 80 books. The following piece is the title poem from her forthcoming book, SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH THE CORNFIELDS. On March 13th at The Peace Center on Harvard, she will be launching it at an event sponsored by Albuquerque Poets Against War. And next Sunday, Feb. 6th, Acequia Booksellers (4019 4th St. NW) hosts the release party for AS IF THE EMPTY CHAIR at 3:00. This special release is a limited to 400 signed and specially bound copies. Contact Acequia Booksellers for more information.
Also, in the press release sent to me by Acequia Books, was an extremely informative biography of the poet. I am including this material following the poem.
Something’s Wrong with the Cornfields
Something’s wrong with the cornfields.
In Utah’s wide valleys
between red rock walls
wind works
to stir a brush-cut of tassels.
Nothing moves.
Defiant, their strange offering
recalls molded plastic,
each spear exact height
of the next.
Dense thicket of green plants,
identical.
Winds unable to bend a stalk
carry altered seed and pollen.
Chemicals vanquish borer larvae,
inhabit milk of corn-fed cows,
poison those who drink,
erase the butterflies.
We witness the terror
of genetic engineering
seeds ripped from history
splitting threads of continuity.
Earth Mother’s hands
tied behind her back.
Memories of the family milpa,
childhood images of Kansas,
India’s suiciding farmers.
A threat to generations
teaching us to fear
designer sustenance.
I dream a stash of ancient cobs
chewed clean by teeth
and grit of sand
eight hundred years ago.
Escalante’s shallow stone basin
calls me home.
--Margaret Randall
Comment by Ben Moffett on January 30, 2011 at 2:08pm
Comment by Dee Cohen on January 31, 2011 at 1:34pm Margaret's' gift is her ability to reveal things to us and about us while still employing beautiful words.
A true poet and activist.
The shallow stone basin is a transcendent ending.
Thank you, Dee
Comment by Margaret Randall on February 1, 2011 at 10:00am Comment
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