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05-02-2010

Major Jackson

LEAVING SATURN

—SUN RA & HIS YEAR 2000 MYTH SCIENCE ARKESTRA AT GRENDEL’S LAIR CABARET, 1986

Skyrocketed—

My eyes dilate old

Copper pennies.

Effortlessly, I play

*

Manifesto of the One

Stringed Harp. Only

This time I’m washed

Ashore, ship-wrecked

*

In Birmingham.

My black porcelain

Fingers, my sole

Possession. So I

*

Hammer out

Equations for

A New Thing.

Ogommetelli,

*

Ovid & Homer

Behind me, I toss

Apple peelings in

The air & half-hear

*

Brush strokes, the up

Kick of autumn

Leaves, the Arkestra

Laying down for

*

New dimensions.

I could be at Berkeley

Teaching a course—

Fixin’s: How to Dress

*

Myth or Generations:

Spaceships in Harlem.

Instead, vibes from Chi-

Town, must be Fletcher’s

*

Big Band Music—oh,

My brother, the wind—

& know this life is

Only a circus. I’m

*

Brushed aside: a naif,

A charlatan, too avant

Garde. Satellite music for

A futuristic tent, says

*

One critic. Heartbreak

In outer space, says

Another,— lunar

Dust on the brain.

*

I head to NewYork.

NewYork loves

A spectacle: wet pain

Of cement, sweet

*

Scent of gulls swirling

Between skyscrapers

So tall, looks like war.

If what I’m told is true

*

Mars is dying, it’s after

The end of the world.

So, here I am,

In Philadelphia,

*

Death’s headquarters,

Here to save the cosmos,

Here to dance in a bed

Of living gravestones.

When I was younger, I became obsessed with Sun Ra. I collected his albums which were rare productions in themselves. From the album cover to the final product, all was independently produced. But more I was enthralled with Sun Ra’s understanding of the role of his music which was to save the earth. This notion of saving mankind, as well as his pun on Noah’s Ark and Orchestra, (he was full of witticisms, that added up to serious equations for our discovery) is utterly familiar to those of us who grew up in the church, but more it resonated with a spiritual and communal purpose I had begun to understand and attribute to artists of all genres and disciplines, least of all, my own writings at that time.​

Major Jackson is the author of Razzle Dazzle: New and Selected Poems. He teach teaches at Vanderbilt University.

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