Over oceans of ideas, cultures, countries raised hands rise to support, supplant the rulers whether democrats, dictators oligarchs they face each other for a time then time rolls on fading them into sepia images rattling history. They leave a thread of wounds and horror littering the globe with tears, mourning hands uplifted, pleading for justice, […]
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watercolor aceo 2018 ‘A warrior’s strength is measured by the size of her heart. She is respectfully humble. She will stand with honor. She will fight with love. In the face of adversity and for the ones she loves, she will be a voice and a…
“We carry the world in our hearts: the oppression of all peoples, the suffering of our friends, the burdens of our enemies, the raping of the Earth, the hunger of the starving, the joy of every laughing child.” —Sister Joan D. Chittister, O.S.B (b. 1936), Benedictine nun, author, and speaker As we wage peace in […]
once upon a chapter i was rubbing your parched lips with sand while date-trees shadowed your masochism. you kept asking for water with a raucous voice, and camels ignored us. you died in my arms then, smearing my cheek with your last breath and naming me Maya and i sieved my sand over you to […]
Sun-god sitting still on Mount Horeb amidst the stark clouds, sweeping towards the swept open space between trees and pawing at white and dark fleshy flesh. Sun-god your pale, smirky lemon face like the grapefruit in Ago-Iwoye Market scribbles dirt patches on my face and made my throat to swill water enough to fill up […]
Very nice, Jamie. I have had and still have so many gentle-men in my life – who have respected me and nurtured me. But the one who keeps coming to mind is Tom H. He wasn’t in my circle of friends but I went to school with him. Many years ago (50?) I was sitting next to him at a dinner gathering and all of a sudden I heard him say “women – bodies to be abused.” I froze with fork in midair and stared at him with my mouth open. The whole room became quiet and he squirmed. Now I know there are two in the world – God help us. I am hoping this discussion about race and gender will continue for a long time.
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Perhaps we should all it “Trump Talk” and not “locker room talk” since it belittles the men who are in athletics that have never talked that way..
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I know. That’s why I put it in quotes and also I didn’t want to even put in that name. How did we ever get into this mess, Charlie? So disappointing. Thanks for taking time to read and comment.
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Thank you, my friend! 🙂 You are a blessing.
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Amen for such gentle-men! My dad, husband, brother and son are all such men, and I am blessed by, and grateful for, them 🙂
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Yes! They rock and so do you for sharing that, Claire. Thank you!
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