Are we as a country becoming more divided or more unified? When historical decisions are made and elections fall to one party or the other, there is an “in your face” celebration focused at those who lost. When was the last time there was an election for president that was separated by more than a few percentage points in the popular vote? When was the last time there was a unanimous Supreme Court decision on any major decision? It’s usually 5-4, or 6-3 at best. That tells me there are a lot of people who will be hurt, lost, disappointed, and even confused as to what the future holds for them and their beliefs. Where is the leader who has seen his/her cause win, and then truly demonstrated a humility that there are a lot of people who are not celebrating?
John Pickard, Lakewood
This letter was published in the July 5, 2015 edition of The Denver Post
Map of Kathmandu (see Credit below)
In attempt to love them
Yea, I become them
Before no walls were there.
Now built round
Notion of in-and-out has height,
Keeps out the sunlight,
Of home-and-world… Read More
Church and State worlds collide
Test in fire, testified
Charred credos petrified
Which alloy will I join?
(Which side of the same coin?)
Chew on esculent verse,
Or pledge allegiance to the curse? Read More
You mark an X
on your chart. Your plan is just an infant,
a lone, whining cry for a bottle of smeared Milky Way.
-Cathryn Hankla, from poem ‘The Palm Galaxy’
Voice like a tentacle grew out from All
Prosodic light named me to be born
Winced, I already felt shattered
Falling into time and a cut/open womb
I squirmed cold in skin and sinew
Heaven pulsated and recoiled into a distant dot Read More
In the image of
One mimicking the
A sticky-cheeked child
sweetness Read More
Photography by Armelle Touzeau
Where do I put this sequin when the sequence
Falls like notes from the cellar door?
On my knees searching on the dirty waxed floor
Hands graze gypsy mambo scuff-marks
And dirty martini olive-swords.
Candles glow in distant red bulbs,
My search waxes dim.
How does poetry save the world like God? Read More
Photography by Waseem Niaz
I walk a path, rainclouds retreat to the east. I come to a village tucked in a basin, earthen and stone dwellings line the path, but the sunlight illuminates people outside them, on their knees with hands cupped, raised up. Beggars, desiring nothing more than bread or coin? Read More
This ethereal track by Japanese hip-hop producer and musician, Nomak, I believe is a solace to those grieving over the loss of a loved one on earth, particularly a child lost. Read More
Photo: Rachmad Sofyan
To Marguerite while alone tonight,
Not even the wind stirs to brush or slap my skin
And I must remove my boots to feel the cold earth,
Prodigal with its minerals in its youth and
Tropical only by nostalgia, Read More