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To Alef, to the only home there is: one another’s hearts

Be the Peace (c) Jamie Dedes
Be the Peace

“To Alef, the letter
that begins the alphabets
of both Arabic and Hebrew ~
two Semitic languages
sisters for centuries.

May we find the language
that takes us
to the only home there is ~
one another’s hearts ….”

– Ibtisam Barakat

Ibtisam Barakat praying for peace.
Ibtisam Barakat praying for peace.

This poem is from TAKING THE SKY: A Palestinian Childhood by the Palestinian-American poet, writer, educator and humanitarian, Ibtisam Barakat (ابتسام بركات).

Ibtisam is from Ramallah, a Palestinian city north of Jerusalem. She came to the United States to work an internship with The Nation. She taught at Stephens College in Columbia, Missouri.

Ibtisam works tirelessly with children and adults to encourage creativity and life enrichment. She says, ” All voices are needed for the song of life to have all of its notes.”  Her poetry collection and children’s book, Al Ta’ Al-Marbouta Tateer (The Letter Ta Escapes), have won accolades and awards. She writes in Arabic and in English.

© poem, Ibtisam Barakat; Ibtisam’s photograph, D. Hemingway; “Be the Peace” photograph, Jamie Dedes

swallowed whole

My Friday poem on The Bardo Group blog is a follow-up on John Anstie’s essay on Thursday …

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“I suspect there will never be a requiem for a dream, simply because it will destroy us before we have the opportunity to mourn its passing.” Hubert Sibley, Jr., Requiem for a Dream

we of the blue work-a-day Mondays,
stale “Pastor says” Sundays
and Veterans’ Day at the mall
where manufactured dreams are sold
they’ve fitted us with iron lungs
the muscle we use is not our own
our scripts are poorly written
our poems stillborn, our music silenced
by Madison Avenue, by financiers
and politicians, some teachers,
some preachers too
and entertainment news …
like carnival barkers, they hawk their wares
material addictions, stoked jingoism …
……for this …
we barter our minds, betray our souls
……Chumped!
we are swallowed whole

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© 2010, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved; Illustration courtesy of Frits Ahlefeldt, Public Domain Pictures.net.

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FRIDAY PHOTO FINISH: as fierce as red, as definite as black

“White is not a mere absence of color; it is a singing and affirmative thing, as fierce as red, as definite as black. God paints in many colors; but He never paints so gorgeously, I had almost said so gaudily, as when He paints in white.” G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy.

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© 2014, photographs, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved; the complete text of Orthodoxy in PDF HERE; if you are viewing this post in an email, you’ll probaby have to click through to the blog to see the slide show.

Computers and cars are mixed blessings …

When they work they’re great but when they don’t, it’s not fun. Well the car’s fine – knock on that proverbial piece of wood – but the computer has some hiccups.  I’m likely offline for a bit. See you soon …

Wishing you every good thing. Write on …

“Let the world burn through you. Throw the prism light, white-hot, on paper.” Ray Bradbury (1920-2012),  American fantasy, science fiction and mystery writer

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© 2014, photograph, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved