Before elab­o­rat­ing on the con­tent of Cat­e­chism, i should begin by stat­ing that i am not Russ­ian. In spite of hav­ing a son with a dis­tinct­ly Slav­ic name (long sto­ry) my fam­i­ly tree rarely branch­es out of the north west of Eng­land. Also, whilst i am Catholic, i am cer­tain­ly not Chris­t­ian Ortho­dox, and i have nev­er vis­it­ed the now infa­mous Christ the Sav­iour Cathe­dral in Moscow.
Up until recent­ly, the most polit­i­cal activism i had engaged with would be par­tic­i­pat­ing in gigs, going on march­es, sign­ing petitions.
I have nev­er danced in a cathe­dral. i am not a musician.
But what i am, is female. More so, i am fem­i­nist.  I am a fem­i­nist who enjoys punk music and alter­na­tive cul­ture. I may not do bal­a­clavas, but coloured tights, yes indeed.
I am also a moth­er. I can­not imag­ine the pain and pro­found sad­ness that must be involved in being locked away from my child due to my polit­i­cal con­vic­tions. I can­not com­pre­hend three women being kept miles away from home, from fam­i­ly, for a peace­ful protest.
This is why i have felt the cause of Pussy Riot so acute­ly and the need to be involved. The feel­ing with­in that here there are women who, whilst far greater in their courage, in their real, every­day lives, are women just like me, and just like my friends. There is a sense of if this could hap­pen to them, who could be next in 21st cen­tu­ry soci­ety? The alarm bells res­onate through­out Europe for us all.
In light of my strength of feel­ing, i real­ly want­ed to do some­thing pos­i­tive. But what could i do? I write. How can we, as writ­ers, make a dif­fer­ence to politics?
For­tu­nate­ly, not every­body does such a rous­ing impres­sion of a head­less chick­en as myself. A group on Face­book, Eng­lish Pussy Riot, pro­vid­ed details on how to write prison let­ters to Pussy Riot. It was Sophie May­er, poet and fem­i­nist aca­d­e­m­ic, who realised that actu­al­ly, as poets, wouldn’t it be more fit­ting to send the three women poems to show our solidarity?
After so many poets reg­is­tered an inter­est in doing this, Sophie con­tact­ed Eng­lish PEN, a char­i­ty that aids writ­ers in exile or those who have their lib­er­ty as writ­ers threat­ened, to ask for help with find­ing trans­la­tors into Russ­ian. They imme­di­ate­ly said they’d like to sup­port the project by pub­lish­ing the poems for us.
In a mat­ter of days, Poems For Pussy Riot grew from a small seed of an idea, to a blos­som­ing project sup­port­ed and pro­mot­ed by Eng­lish PEN on a dai­ly basis. In a fort­night, it had gone from a small col­lec­tion of poems, to an actu­al book. 110 poets had gen­er­ous­ly giv­en up their time and work to offer assis­tance, whether it is through accord or affin­i­ty, to the band.
Edit­ing, select­ing and gath­er­ing infor­ma­tion for the book was split by three of us, Mark Burn­hope, a Bournemouth poet and dis­abil­i­ty rights activist, took charge of pro­vid­ing superb bal­a­cla­va illus­tra­tion for a dozen of the poems. Where i focused on mis­spelt band names and all things Russ­ian, Mark actu­al­ly knows how to do a good job of sub-edit­ing and pro­vid­ed a fresh pair of eyes to each mis­take i’d over­looked for the sake of an explo­sive word or bright colours. Some­times it’s good to have an adult involved!
Sophie dealt with most of the liai­son with Cat Lucas and Robert Sharp at PEN, and both hers and PEN’s enthu­si­asm, time and ded­i­ca­tion to the project was just immense and put me to shame. Her work was tru­ly relent­less, effi­cient and infec­tious. She also locat­ed some ter­rif­ic poems both nation­al­ly and inter­na­tion­al­ly by writ­ers i was pre­vi­ous­ly unfa­mil­iar with.
Being an edi­tor of an anthol­o­gy means that by the time the final cut goes to press, the words can often cross your eyes and mind like a wave, like the song you’ve heard a mil­lion times before. Yet with Cat­e­chism, the vari­ety is such that on each read, or each lis­ten, a dif­fer­ent pitch, anoth­er tone is heard that may have gone pre­vi­ous­ly unno­ticed, such is the sheer vari­ety of the collection.
There are poems deal­ing in dyna­mite words, those that may be regard­ed as too coarse for poet­ry by some. But this cause is about break­ing down bar­ri­ers, yes? So we had Jen Campbell’s Vagi­na­land, Sophie Herx­heimer and Ali­son Winch’s Trol­lops Cathe­dral, Ira Lightman’s Sou­tien-Gorge and Daniel Sluman’s Her Face When she Came.
Then, we have the poems that real­ly get to the bel­ly of the beast. Poems that specif­i­cal­ly refer to the one per­son who has the pow­er to release Pussy Riot, and yet insists that they “got what they asked for.” The ris­i­ble nature of Putin’s media machine is illus­trat­ed with ter­rif­ic humour in Tom Jenks’ Fifty Shades Of Putin, and the glo­ri­ous defi­ance of the band in the face of his lead­er­ship is cap­tured per­fect­ly in Sarah Thomasin’s To Vladimir Putin(A Pussy Riot Poem).
There is also a med­ley of form, from rhyming in Sophie Robinson’s Free Pussy, to visu­al work from Amy Evans, Rebec­ca Cremin and Ryan Ormonde. We felt it was impor­tant for visu­al poems to be includ­ed in the col­lec­tion, as Pussy Riot made such an impact on the eyes first and foremost.
Since the pub­li­ca­tion of Cat­e­chism, Yeka­te­ri­na Samut­se­vich has been released from prison. Whilst her release is undoubt­ed­ly right­eous, there is lit­tle cause for cel­e­bra­tion when two mem­bers remain pris­on­ers of polit­i­cal con­science.  It is also true that a col­lec­tion of protest poet­ry in all its glo­ri­ous shapes and forms is unlike­ly to free them.
Yet in bring­ing this book togeth­er, a real sense of strength in num­bers was felt with­in the fem­i­nist com­mu­ni­ty, from all gen­ders, from all back­grounds, sex­u­al­i­ty and eth­nic­i­ties who feel the need to ques­tion and keep ques­tion­ing the sever­i­ty and injus­tice of a lead­er­ship that would see women locked away for singing not an anti-reli­gious, but rather an anti-gov­ern­ment protest song.
As poets, it is nice to write about the trees, the sea, the beau­ty of nature and pret­ty birds in flight from time to time. But some­times it’s prefer­able, imper­a­tive even, to use the tools we have for what is real­ly impor­tant, to speak out for the free­dom of oth­ers. While Cat­e­chism con­tains a vast spec­trum of poet­ic styles, all poets are singing from the same hymn sheet on the mat­ter of lib­er­ty. These women should be free, and we will keep on singing and shout­ing loud­ly in cho­rus, whether that is in verse, in image, in sound or in song, until they are.
http://www.englishpen.org/the-poems-for-pussy-riot-project/

 

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