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Herman Wallace - Lisa Fannen

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  • Faultline is a collection of poetry published by Active Distribution/Sto Citas, November 2018. The poems are political and personal (and an examination of where those territories meet), observational and contemplative, and travel through explorations of social inequality, police violations, street homelessness in the US, environmental disaster, intimate experiences of queer sexuality, rites of passage and bereavement, also the power of guidance and renewal. Paperback, 127 pages.
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Herman Wallace — In remembrance of Herman Wallace, one of the Angola 3 who spent 41 years (1972-2013) in solitary confinement. Herman’s direct speech taken from the documentary film ‘Herman’s House’. For information about prison abolition, prisoner solidarity, protest against prison expansion, IPP and solitary confinement in the UK: prisonabolition.org

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Herman Wallace

While I was dreaming myself into this body
crawling spittle, cutting teeth, nursery school
and school milk, hot sun on plastic paddling pool
sports days, sweating tests, leaving home

While I was asking, refusing, finding
by flames rounding driftwood
on shores foaming shingle spits
or in friends’ houses, or my own
or any places I chose by train, on foot
cycling into headwind
or with the wind at my back

All of those years

For all of the years of the whole of my life
you, locked in a 6 x 9 foot cell

The majority of my life has been in a cage
The majority of my life —
I came in this cell at 31 years old man
I’m 69 now

The solitary hours
hung out of sunlight
stark depravity
your dignity blazing

I’m good. Just get me out of here.

I turned the pages of the paper
and read of your death
just three days
after your release

I peel back thick pomegranate skin
the red juice runs down my wrists
lay the seeds and pith on the ground for you

The skies they open, they open
The skies they open, they open
they open

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from Faultline, released May 22, 2020
Voice and sound recorded, produced and mixed by Lisa Fannen

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