[This poem is read on the CD by Elana Levy. ]
For Lori Berenson, Internationalist Political Prisoner
I saw your photo in the newspaper
You, hair flying, posed
between sun-glassed security agents,
bodies rigid in double breasted suits
cruelty pressed upon their lip-sticked mouths.
You are labeled the terrorist.
I've seen many photos like that
shot from below
looking up the nose
snapped when the lower jaw is dropped
and the teeth are bared.
Even Miss America
would look fiendish
shot from below.
Photography is an art
conception or deception
a photo is one one-hundredth-and-twenty-fifth second
of the subject's existence.
can not be captured
by the click of a shutter.
Published in ANTIFA INFO - BULLETIN Supplement 103, January 26, 1997
and in Syracuse Peace Letters, March 1997
poems © the authors
compilation © The Freedom Archives