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The Debt of Our Art: Poets' Duty
...thinking about the purpose of poetry in time of war and crisis... who is your audience?
--Poetry Guide
Two Lines for Peace
Here is an idea: Write a two-line poem that will foster peace in the world. --Pixordia
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Firmly believe in Poetry, in language and communicating, in exploring the contradictions that make life. Believe in nonbelief beside belief. That soldiers are young men with guns, almost always poor, shooting their mirror images because old men want to retain power.
Emily XYZ is a poet who reveals the inside stories that make you stop to think which is a good thing. She sent this poem our way -- not to endorse an idea, but to do what art does.
Bob Holman
NOTES ON THE ATTA POEM
The ATTA POEM was written in September 2001, for a performance in October with Virgil Moorefield (who did the music) in Vienna. I didnt set out to write about the WTC, but at the time there was simply nothing else one could think about. The poem combines most of the Muslim call to prayer with words that are like the verbal equivalent of shaking ones head in disbelief.
The Muslim call to prayer is in Arabic. The parts used go like this:
- Allahu Akbar (4x)
Not God is great, as usually translated, but God is the greatest
- Ashhadu alla ilaha illal-lah (2x)
I bear witness that Allah is the only god
- Ashhadu anna Muhammad-ar-Rasool lal-lah (2x in the original)
I bear witness that Muhammad is Gods messenger
- Hayya alal-falah (2x)
Look forward to salvation
The words to my poem are:
(Crescent moon emerging from the heart of darkness)*
Yeah when you woke up this morning man
a whole nother world began
You woke up this morning man and
you began it all
You been watching us
You been one of us
Yeah now its time
Yeah now its time to separate,
Shadow American
How did you sleep?
When you were following the river
When you were following the river
When you were following the river
you were following the call
Eleven is your number / one next to one
Eleven is your number / One by one,
yeah when you walk
you walk on glass
you walk on metal
you walk on aviation fuel
you welcome fire
(Crescent moon emerging from the heart of darkness)
*This is a ghost line; it is not said, but should be thought as the piece begins.
Emily XYZ
ATTA POEM mp3 (4 mb, 3:29 min)
Click on the title here to download a full-fidelity mp3 file of the Atta Poem. (To save it to your hard disk, right-click or command-click.)
music © 2001 virgil moorefield
words © 2001 emily xyz


Photo by Jon Adolphe/NYC, used by permission of Emily XYZ
Emily XYZ writes lots of pieces intended to be performed by two voices & has been reading her poetry with Myers Bartlett (the other person in the photograph above) for oh... about ten years now. You can read & listen to her work online:
Salon Audio/MP3Lit
Slot Machine in The United States of Poetry & at Princeton Sound Kitchen Internet radio show
Childhood in Sensitive Skin, Issue 1
John in Sensitive Skin, Issue 2
Thank You for Shopping at Fairway in the first edition of POeP
Michigan Boys & Voice of God in Verbal Abuse
Trax from her CD Electric Magistrate at her own site, www.emilyxyz.com
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