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Column 881

Crossing

02.07.2022

There is in Jeri­cho Browns vast poet­ic mythol­o­gy, a series of touch­stone terms that are rich with res­o­nance. The word cross­ing refers, in part, to the grand cross­ing of the Atlantic in the Mid­dle Pas­sage”, to the many rivers crossed by those flee­ing enslave­ment, and final­ly to the great cross­ing from this mor­tal ter­ri­to­ry to the oth­er unknown ter­ri­to­ry that we must all make. And in this poem, Cross­ing”, he reminds us that above every­thing else, con­fi­dence, faith (“more than a con­queror”), courage and wreck­less opti­mism (“I am the one who leaps”) are good com­pan­ions on this journey.

Crossing

The water is one thing, and one thing for miles.
The water is one thing, making this bridge
Built over the water another. Walk it
Early, walk it back when the day goes dim, everyone
Rising just to find a way toward rest again.
We work, start on one side of the day
Like a planet’s only sun, our eyes straight
Until the flame sinks. The flame sinks. Thank God
I’m different. I’ve figured and counted. I’m not crossing
To cross back. I’m set
On something vast. It reaches
Long as the sea. I’m more than a conqueror, bigger
Than bravery. I don’t march. I’m the one who leaps.

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We do not accept unsolicited submissions. American Life in Poetry is made possible by The Poetry Foundation (www.poetryfoundation.org), publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Poem copyright ©2019 by Jericho Brown, “Crossing” from The Tradition (Copper Canyon Press, 2019.) Poem reprinted by permission of the author and the publisher. Introduction copyright © 2024 by The Poetry Foundation.