Poem of the Day: “Power” by Audre Lorde


Dark day, today. And a frustratingly relevant poem, visceral and bursting with rage. Audre Lorde is a hero to anyone who has felt similar rage towards injustice. She taught us so much and we’re still here, trying to decipher the difference between poetry and rhetoric.

I have not been able to touch the destruction
within me.
But unless I learn to use
the difference between poetry and rhetoric
my power too will run corrupt as poisonous mold
or lie limp and useless as an unconnected wire
and one day I will take my teenaged plug
and connect it to the nearest socket
raping an 85 year old white woman
who is somebody’s mother
and as I beat her senseless and set a torch to her bed
a greek chorus will be singing in 3/4 time
“Poor thing. She never hurt a soul. What beasts they are.”

Read “Power” in its entirety over at The Poetry Foundation.

Kyle Williams is a student at Brooklyn College, studying creative writing and literature. You can find more from him on Tumblr at kaywhyelleee.tumblr.com, but don't feel like you have to. More from this author →