Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Rebecca Baggett: "Testimony"


                                  for my daughters

I want to tell you
that the world is still beautiful.
I tell you that despite
children raped on city streets,
shot down in school rooms,
despite the slow poisons seeping
from old and hidden sins
into our air, soil, water,
despite the thinning film
that encloses our aching world.
Despite my own terror and despair.

I want you to look again and again,
to recognize the tender grasses,
curled like a baby's fine hairs
around your fingers, as a recurring
miracle, to see that the river rocks
shine like God, that the crisp
voices of the orange and gold
October leaves are laughing at death.
I want you to look beneath
the grass, to note
the fragile hieroglyphs
of ant, snail, beetle. I want
you to understand that you are
no more and no less necessary
than the brown recluse, the ruby-
throated hummingbird, the humpback
whale, the profligate mimosa.

I want to say, like Neruda,
that I am waiting for
"a great and common tenderness,"
that I still believe
we are capable of attention,
that anyone who notices the world
must want to save it.

"Testimony" by Rebecca Baggett, from Rebecca Baggett: Greatest Hits: 1981-2000. © Pudding House Publications, 2001.  

Photography credit: "Mother and Calf 2" (humpback whales), by Vanessa Mignon, taken Sept. 6, 2013 (originally color).



  1. this poem captures the hope of my heart, thank you!

  2. Brings me to tears, thank you.

  3. I reread this poem today. Thank you. It lifts one out of despair.

    1. Yes. The world is still beautiful. Reread and reread. Be well.

  4. Love the three-piece suite of stanzas.


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