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Si ou te ka wè andedan nanm mwen, wè andedan kè mwen, ou tap konnen kòman mwen bezwen ou nenpòt lè nou pa ansanm. Si ou te ka wè andedan tèt mwen, si panse se te yon bagay nou te kapab wè avèk je nou, ou tap konnen kijan mwen renmen ou, sa ou vle di pou mwen. Tout jan ou rekonfòte mwen, jan ou kenbe’m pre ou, jan ou konnen kisa pou fè pou kapab kouri dèyè tout sak k fè mwen pè. Briyans ki nan bel je ou yo, souri ou, ri ou, jan ou manyen m’, sa se yon ti kal nan tout rezon mwen renmen ou anpil konsa. Jan mwen konnen ke m’ ka pale avèk ou de nenpòt bagay ak tout bagay, lè fini jan mwen konnen ke n’ap toujou kapab pèsevere nan tout obstak ke lavi a ka pote. Mwen ka chèche nan tout monn nan men, mwen konnen vrèman, mwen pa te kapab jwenn yon lòt lanmou tankou lanmou mwen jwenn avèk ou. Menmsi avèk chak nouvo jou, chak solèy leve, nou pa kapab konnen ki sa k’ap tann nou, gen yon sèl bagay mwen konnen tout bon, chak jou mwen renmen ou pi plis. Donk, si ou te ka wè andedan tèt mwen, si panse se te yon bagay nou te kapab wè avèk je nou, ou tap konnen kijan mwen beni pou’m genyen ou la avèk mwen. (Haitian Creole) 30 Andedan mwen Max Clermont Gedes’ Mirror Effect by Patrick Sylvain Photo of a Vodoun ceremony celebrating the Day of the Dead. © P. Sylvain, Nov. ‘04
The Hegemony of Language Paula Kaufman I have nightmares about people kidnapping my teachers. I wake up screaming. I wake rubbing my eyes as they are being carried away. I too am bound, though my arms are free, my mouth is open. Are there others for whom learning is the binding, the casing, the joinery? Axis on which the world spins—this goes far beyond geography. Are there others who want to unseal the casing from this planet, and pour the steaming guts out on the grass and listen to the sound it makes? I am a knowledge thief. My want is so strong it will tear you. This is knowledge-hunger. Babies wanting as much as needing milk. Babies curl their fingers around that original hunger, awake in the night, screaming because they are curious. This is the genesis. The heartwood of our longing. We had to steal a little learning, hungry, greedy for language, tucking dictionaries in our pants. Learning almost assumed militancy. To be crazed/ bewitched by it, to have no other life than this, no sight, to be bug like, 10,000 eyes that won’t stop snapping, clicking to education, that word tenuous—sinuous—as any river. Why does learning become radical in its difficulty to possess? It is like gripping the sky for air, catching fireflies with an open mouth, not fireflies. Your asking me to go back to a uni-dimensional mind? All I hear is music. “If you want to get a PhD you must really want it. It’s living at near-poverty for a while” a student says. I’ve stood on the rooftop with birds. Because my soul did not die with the end of Russian literature. My soul is tuned by thought like a guitar. The primary source of Jill Scott. Education is like tree-bark: nothing to climb but up. I believe in the democracy of paperbacks, their light-weightedness. My best life is when I rove with a knapsack. We map the mind as we travel, not before. My Professor Tricia Rose says you’ve got to know history, otherwise you’ll be rolling the bolder back up the hill instead of starting where that damn rock started, maybe half way, or 2/3 up. Instead of Europe<strong>hop</strong>ping I class-<strong>hop</strong>e, dropping in on Universities until teachers tell directors and directors tell teachers and it gets back to the hegemony of language. We flat-role history [some .] But then there are a lot of us trying to prop it back up, puff air into deflation of souls. The weight of categories. Fucked up. The hegemonic use of English how one language [Queen English?] becomes blue-ribbon standard. And there are never enough words I know how to pronounce, but use anyhow. I’m friends with people that use the dictionary. It’s the act of turning pages--want. Motherhunger, word-hunger. I don’t care which word (what?) word sticks. The weight of the category of the American empire hardly registers into our intellectual teaching. The languages of empiricism. Change does not necessarily mean reform. Frantz fanon. Colonialism is a totalizing system, it impacts all. “Talking about indigenous people in the abstract, but murdering them in the concrete”—Dr. Cornel West. The United States does not even think of itself as an empire, we had manifest destiny….our island colonies, Hawaii, “What, you think we were just out for a swim?”-C. West. Notion of collectivity: give it up, put your hands in the air, the striking unity of so many, one motion, one voice, one beat. 31
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