1956
BY JOHN JAMES
We were told what / we wanted to hear, ignored
the things we didn’t, i.e., / one hundred
thousand workers and peasants marching on
in perpetuity wouldn’t give a ready soldier pause.
Today at the double yang, yellow
flowers on the battlefield / swirl and dance, a moot
elegy for the unremembered. / We head for the foot
of the tea slope of Wuyi. Below the / mountain
we make a fire, watch the damp
sticks ignite / and if the goddess of these
mountains is not dead she will / marvel
at our flames, / candid with a scholar’s bright
blade and unafraid. We pointed / our guns
at the sky, fired them into its blue immensity.
Italicized lines from the “1956” series are excerpted from The Poems of Mao Zedong, trans. Willis Barnstone (University of California Press, 1972).