Poetry

Maya Angelou [April 4, 1928 – May 28, 2014]

When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, […]

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Listen carefully. Look for the Light. by Al Letson

Listen carefully. Look for the Light. Al, you are a truth-telling genius.This, The Dark City.This,The dark city,Unheard ofUnknown.Lost.We speak in whispersHold our head downMumble when spoken to.And just keep breathing.Slow. When they speak of fire,It is a distant memory of a lightning strike.Something that never happens here.This,the dark cityUnassumingUnimportantUnimaginativeDark.OrSo we have heardSo we have told ourselves.So […]

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Rest In Peace, Madiba

Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and […]

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CAESURA by Paul Hostovsky

Every time he read or wrote or heard or spoke the word suffering, he paused. It wasn’t the solemn way some people pause to give thanks before a meal, nor the sudden mid-sentence pause after the name of someone you loved so much you lose your breath every time— Nor was it the ceremonious moment […]

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