Once again, I am trying to write poems about each book that I read. Since I mostly read non-fiction, it can be a bit of a challenge! One of the books that I read in January was Lenin on the Train, by Catherine Merridale. This poem was what I came up with after reading the book. It is about gender as a revolutionary train ride.
The Lenin in Me
By H. Bradford
There is a Lenin inside me,
A man with a sharp mind.
The female body is his train.
Taking him places, carrying that brain to those who will listen
to a program that cuts through
time and space and night,
also like Lenin on the train.
I am on my way to revolution.
I am on my way to change.
The she, the he, and the they will meet at Finland Station.
We are writing what we will say.
In eight short days the world will change.
But, I am content to bide my time.
It is enough to enjoy this ride.
Drawing by Pyotr Vasilievich Vasiliev, Lenin on the Train to Petrograd