May 25, 2013

That James Baldwin Smile


Once I went to the Library of Congress (isn't that where it was?) to hear James Baldwin and to get him to sign a poem that was in a book I had. After the reading and talk, all of us admirers crowded the table where he sat, tired but patient and good natured. As I inched closer to the table, a space opened between some of the hips and backs and arms. In that space, James Baldwin and I caught each other's eyes. He smiled THAT smile, very warmly, just a "Hi, there" kind of thing. Is he looking ... at me? Yes! Smile back, SMILE BAAAAACK! I did, and he caught it! Then the space was filled again. When I got up to the table, I was too awed to say anything. I just smiled again, set my book on the table for him to sign, said thank you and ... hesitated. Say something! What should I say?! I knew I'd gush. I didn't think that would be appropriate, since he had probably surmised from my smile that I was poised and civil. Okay, go. That's enough. James Baldwin liiikes youuu!

Audrey McDonald sings the Baldwin poem "Some Days"  (music by Steve Marzulo) on her new CD and in her new PBS concert "Go Back Home." 
 
Some Days (For Paula)
James Baldwin


1.
Some days worry
some days glad
some days
more than make you
mad.
Some days,
some days, more than
shine:
when you see what’s coming
on down the line!


2.
Some days you say,
oh, not me never ⎯ !
Some days you say
bless God forever.
Some days, you say,
curse God, and die
and the day comes when you wrestle
with that lie.

Some days tussle
then some days groan
and some days
don’t even leave a bone.
Some days you hassle
all alone.

3.
I don’t know, sister,
what I’m saying,
nor do no man,
if he don’t be praying.
I know that love is the only answer
and the tight-rope lover
the only dancer.
When the lover come off the rope
today,
the net which holds him
is how we pray,
and not to God’s unknown,
but to each other ⎯ :
the falling mortal is our brother!

4.
Some days leave
some days grieve
some days you almost don’t believe.
Some days believe you
and you won’t.
Some days worry
some days mad
some days more than make you glad.
Some days, some days,
more than shine,
witnesses,
coming on down the line!

©1983, 1985 James Baldwin

May 16, 2013

Something

There must be something coming,
something purely good,
something lasting,
something revealing,
soul satisfying,
something with answers.
 
Something.
 
A truth.
an open door,
a prize,
a gift,
a smile,
a nod,
an assurance.
 
Otherwise,
we go on 
living afraid –
of failure,
of humiliation,
of mundane life
and meaningless death.
Why would God allow that?
 -ADM