In the human cities, never again to <br />despise the backside of the city, the ghetto, <br />or build it again as we build the despised <br />backsides of houses. Look at your own building <br />You are the city.' <br /> <br />Among our secrecies, not to despise our Jews <br />(that is, ourselves) or our darkness, our blacks, <br />or in our sexuality wherever it takes us <br />and we now know we are productive <br />too productive, too reproductive <br />for our present invention – never to despise <br />the homosexual who goes building another <br /> <br />with touch with touch (not to despise any touch) <br />each like himself like herself each. <br />You are this. <br /> <br /> In the body’s ghetto <br />never to go despising the asshole <br />nor the useful shit that is our clean clue <br />to what we need. Never to despise <br />the clitoris in her least speech. <br />Never to despise in myself what I have been taught <br />to despise. Nor to despise the other. <br />Not to despise the it. To make this relation <br />with the it : to know that I am it.<br /><br />Muriel Rukeyser<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/despisals/
