Under a sky the color of pea soup
she is looking at her work growing away there
actively, thickly like grapevines or pole beans
as things grow in the real world, slowly enough.
If you tend them properly, if you mulch, if you water,
if you provide birds that eat insects a home and winter food,
if the sun shines and you pick off caterpillars,
if the praying mantis comes and the ladybugs and the bees,
then the plants flourish, but at their own internal clock.
Connections are made slowly, sometimes they grow underground.
You cannot tell always by looking what is happening.
More than half the tree is spread out in the soil under your feet.
Penetrate quietly as the earthworm that blows no trumpet.
Fight persistently as the creeper that brings down the tree.
Spread like the squash plant that overruns the garden.
Gnaw in the dark and use the sun to make sugar.
Weave real connections, create real nodes, build real houses.
Live a life you can endure: Make love that is loving.
Keep tangling and interweaving and taking more in,
a thicket and bramble wilderness to the outside but to us
interconnected with rabbit runs and burrows and lairs.
Live as if you liked yourself, and it may happen:
reach out, keep reaching out, keep bringing in.
This is how we are going to live for a long time: not always,
for every gardener knows that after the digging, after
after the long season of tending and growth,
the harvest comes.
~ Marge Piercy, from Seven of Pentacles
This is the way revolutions are made. This is still the way we make revolution, if it is to be made.
We aren’t going to make it by going to the polls and voting for someone. We aren’t going to make revolution by electing a woman or by having the Democrats in power in the United States. Supporting Hillary Clinton isn’t revolution making and neither is supporting Obama or any of the other front-running candidates.
Revolution-making is not about “voting in” change. It’s also not about imposing change top-down, because you have the power to. Revolution is the natural, organic, sustainable consequence and result of connecting, weaving, building, creating, watching, tending, paying attention to the signs and the seasons, the rain and the sunshine. It is inside out and begins with individuals. It happens silently, mostly, and quietly, whether or not anyone is paying attention right then, whether or not anybody notices, because sure enough, the seeds which are planted and tended will sprout, the stalks will bud, the harvest will come, and when it does, everyone will see it and there is no way anyone will be able to stop it.
Heart (Photos are of my garden and me in the middle of it of a couple of years ago. Anyone who wonders how to make revolution should garden.)