Anne Boyer is the author of The Romance of Happy Workers (Coffee House Press, 2008).
The Place Where in the End / We Find Our Happiness
The history of revolutions is the history of vague ideas, Shrugging shoulders, not shrugging shoulders, Standing around, acting without thinking, Acting with thinking, being penned or penning, Being a woman or a girl standing around, A woman or a girl with some flour in her pocket for tossing up a cloud of flour to obscure the martial men's sight. That white cloud of whatever Among the moving and unmoving bodies Is that history-like unhistory of the ahistorical average, That lovely inexact and provisional something— weaponized or never. How totally under-theorized is breathing, Walking and not walking, Wanting to have a good time or just having it, Like everybody is gunning toward Eden and nobody is in school with their bodies anymore. The history of revolutions is a history of the orthodox weeping over their faltering orthodoxies: Any precise thing—dumb these days: The very idea imprinting nothing on the air between the general buildings. No human space—a printer's paper. Nothing exact—impressed.
Copyright © 2011 by Anne Boyer. Used with permission of the author.