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Poems and Petals


It is not funny
When words are said
Deliberately to cause pain
It is not funny
When injured by those
Who could be showing love
It is not funny
When a country turns off
Lights because there is no power
It is not funny
When denied a job solely
Based on the color of your skin
It is not funny
When there is no work
For a younger generation born
It is not funny
When all around is pain
And death and rape and suffering
It is not funny
Why would anyone want to laugh?

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Predator X


in the oceans cars
break & glint in the waves
volvos, Big Ford Trucks
olds 88s
& the gran torinos
with long carnivorous snouts for hoods.

As they dive & emerge
bathed in the liquid flesh of the dinosaurs
they have so readily consumed,
muscle greens & reds glistening
with turtle wax & windshield washing fluid.

Cool in their air conditioning
they’re speaking to each other in
a frequency of satellite radio.
Their owners, nested behind wheels
tell themselves that they ain’t descended from no monkeys.

some sailboats
driven out & onto sand
learn to crawl the land
and writhe as they inhale the sun
and clutch at nothing
with organ grinder gills of sail.

their ballast cast
they watch above
as sky churns white,
& the asteroid comes.

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Heinlein’s Rules for Success in Writing

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You must write.

You must finish what you have written.

You must put what you have written on the market.

You must keep it on the market until sold.

Robert A. Heinlein was possibly the leading American science fiction writer of the 1940s and 1950s and a popular writer until his death in 1988.  He graduated from the U.S. Naval Academy in 1929 and served as a radio communications officer on the USS Lexington, the U.S. Navy’s first modern aircraft carrier. He was discharged from the Navy in 1934 with pulmonary tuberculosis, and tried different ways of earning a living until he submitted a story to Astounding Science Fiction magazine in 1939.

He wrote a series of young adult novels which I read as a teenage boy, and I read most of his novels and stories during his lifetime.

His rules for success in writing is that most people who…

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Poets for Justice

Poetry for Peace and Justice

Chinese depiction of Jesus and the rich man (M...

Poetry–like music, like theater, like many arts and community activities–brings people together. And when people get together, as the world screen has displayed prominently in the past year, stuff happens–good stuff. Empowerment. Liberation. Education. Social justice.

Political rallying is not the only kind of populist empowerment. Poets do it too. And the powers-that-be are threatened.

As an adult educator, I warn students that some of the sacred cows of their childhood are about to be put to pasture. Education is subversive. So is the message of Jesus (you know, the Jesus that tossed the money-grubbers out of the temple; that showed up the Romans by feeding the hungry that the powerful would rather conscript or enslave; that said, and showed, that love is a verb.) So poetry, too, is subversive.

Across the world, poets are still being persecuted, as truth-tellers always are. In China, Zhu Yufu has been…

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Far from the couch

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I’ve been recovering from a torn ACL and today was a big day for me.  I made it down my front steps from my porch to the sidewalk.  I went down all seven steps.  Made my way back up them too.  Funny, spending so much time just sitting.  Makes me think of being out on a trip… that last hour in the day… you’re not at camp and you know before any slowing down you still have a few miles to go.  Camp will feel so good.  Just to sit. It would be amazing.  Yet you can’t; you are not at camp and you are not on a couch.

My story starts very far from my couch, very far from any couch.  We were at mile 22 of our 24-mile push.  Dark and cold—it was about ten at night and the thermometer only read a few degrees above zero.   The…

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