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by Gary Copeland Lilley (Author)
With its titular nod to the most ominous bird in literature, perched on that first pew reserved for mourners, Raven on the Moaners' Bench locates itself within the oceanic canon that grapples with loss and within the rich history of Black letters, marking a staggering achievement in both. Simultaneously generational and personal, these poems encompass the boundless record of racial injustice in the United States while honoring the particular stories -- the irreplaceable personalities, memories, and voices -- of each individual life. Lilley memorializes familiar figures, martyrs, and strangers as he speaks to his dead younger brother, to Trayvon Martin, to Freddie Gray, and to two men he is "grateful for but [has] never / had the occasion to know" -- two men whom he remains aware of because they are, like him, among "the only four black men / driving these Victorian streets" where "the same cop" pulls them over repeatedly. The sundown specter here takes form as an officer of the law, but these lyrics inventory the many shadows twining over the long road Black Americans have walked in the last four centuries. Lilley casts his words between realms, turning back for Jeff, the brother disabled by a drunk driver at 19 who spent an estranged and troubled adulthood away from his family, who "died long before he actually did," vaulted into a maelstrom of mental illness and structural neglect after his accident. Laying these poems at the moaners' bench as "audible expressions / of spiritual need," "of bodily reaching / toward the lifting away," Lilley testifies to the burden of suffering he, his loved ones, his ancestors, and his peers have carried. And then he releases it from where he stands, graveside in his psychological landscape, beside his brother lain down "against / a wilderness of hope."
Raven on the Moaners' Bench writes into grace, opening an exit from a violent cycle, making possible a lighter future while refusing to forget this country's incalculable debt. The inward searching and cross-country migration that Lilley's family, and many other African Americans, have experienced several times in their own histories form the desire for a livable place where safety and opportunity coincide. Jeff walked across America, all the way to the Pacific Ocean, only to die sleeping outside in Los Angeles; this book bears witness to that desperate pilgrimage. Addressing Jeff, Lilley pens a requiem for roadkill he encountered "in a Northwest pathway of [his] own / migration, far from [their] Southern roots" "I offer up the sacrifice of one doe sprawled / in the what-was-left-of-her on the pathway / where I had to meet her and bring her away / to show you I understood something of how / you bore a terrible cost for our family, / for this unholy country, a cost for which / I won't allow any repayment / by words, not mine or anyone's, / on any unstained page."Author Biography
Gary Copeland Lilley, originally from North Carolina, now lives in the Pacific Northwest. He has published nine books of poetry, and has appeared in numerous anthologies and journals. Lilley has received the Washington DC Commission on the Arts Fellowship for Poetry and is a graduate of the Warren Wilson College MFA Program for Writers. He teaches in the Western Colorado University Creative Writing MFA program. Lilley serves as the Artistic Director of the Port Townsend Writers Conference and is a Cave Canem Fellow.
