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The Taming Power of the Small

from “Change,” a work in progress

Our government horrifies me,

and I feel powerless–

Each day I read and talk

with my students;

they exude such optimism

and hope, I’m humbled.

A slight breeze stirs

the oak leaves;

dawn breaks slowly

over all.

(January 25, 2019)

onward into the day

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“Love is the root of everything….Love, or the lack of it.”

— Fred Rogers 

 

like glass resonant in trembled anger

the fear is outrageous and constant

one horrific event erases the next

in an infinite succession of bomb blasts

bludgeoning attention to a bloody slurry

only the noise of the moment matters

and it does not matter even then

but only in the silence it creates in you

the silence of the possibility of dissent

so one must learn to hear without

hearing deafly to see again without

seeing blindly to go with open trust

across the shattered shards of glass

onward into the darkening night

 

(June 23, 2018)

Resignation’s Not Enough

Like an old ox under yoke who pulls
Again, and again, until he cannot
Pull any longer; then stops, and waits
as if waiting were an art to be
savored, instead of endured like pain,
I’m frayed, worn thin from being;
From what I’ve been; from who I am.
I wait caught in quandary’s eddy,
Without knowing what I wait upon.
I linger over every trivial decision,
As if all time stood still and waited
For permission to take the tatters,
And transform into someone new.
I must move; yet I wait, afraid to move.

(April 16, 2017)

acquiescence

one must speak
             even if nonsense
             unfolds toward non sequitur
as an attempt
             to vanquish the voice
             of god’s quiet madness
for silence remains
             like smoke collapsing
             a violent response
even as bodies
             are tossed with ease
             upon yet another pile

(November 18, 2016)