Shane McCrae

 

THIS ALSO
MULATTO

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THIS ALSO

 

 

Most otherwise most beautiful most beau-

 

tiful the same     and otherwise and bright

 

Here bright here beautiful     most walking though

 

Most moved     and were I not a patriot

 

 

 

Most walking through wave walking through the o-

 

cean loses     every step its body she

 

Most walking through     a crowded room     or in

 

Public and were she not each injury

 

 

 

Most walking disembodied through the air

 

Most watched looked after     watched and what

 

Eye looks and doesnÕt take most beautiful

 

And what eye looks and gives     what wave is part

 

 

 

Of the ocean it makes     visibly an ocean

 

Most walking through if no man loves his country

 

Because no country has a body or

 

What country gives     and does not take the body

 

 

 

Most otherwise and bright here beautiful

 

And from one city to the next espe-

 

cially a train built specially one cit-

 

y to the next     most walking every step

 

 

 

From one compartment to the next she loses

 

Her body     crowded     and what step is part

 

Forward or backward     of the motion of

 

The train     and were I not a patriot

 

 

 

I wouldnÕt look     and bright here bright here beauti-

 

ful otherwise     no country loves the body

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MULATTO

 

 

Mule with a black boyÕs head a little mule

 

Young mule a     black boyÕs head old Spanish word

 

I had a black boyÕs head     I was not changed

 

I had a young muleÕs legs I was transformed

 

 

 

A little mule a little     master lit-

 

tle master littler mule a teacup mule

 

I carried tea and brayed at the horses in

 

The fields     my mother my half-sisters all

 

 

 

Horses in the fields     and in the masterÕs bed

 

My fatherÕs bed I carried tea I was

 

Not changed     to the master and his only son

 

My master my half-brother my half-sis-

 

 

 

ters in my fatherÕs bed     I was transformed

 

My fatherÕs only son my other self

 

My other half invisible     and lived

 

The only one of us     in the visible

 

 

 

World in the world     where horses do not speak

 

And humans do not hide     in horsesÕ bod-

 

ies I     have never seen that world     but eve-

 

ryone who goes there comes back white     erased