When your life changes/
suddenly, you may wonder/
why it took so long.
Monthly Archives: September 2011
Smelling Prejudice: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
Today I got an email from a relative, entitled “How to catch Obama”. It shows a box trap with a watermelon attached to the trigger.
Having just seen the movie “The Help”, I can only agree with Malcolm X, who wrote that the deepest, worst prejudice doesn’t come from the South, but is hidden in the North … until it is exposed.
To smell prejudice,
don’t search deep in Southern swamps.
Mother’s emails reek.
Ghosts at a Utah 9/11 Memorial: Revolutionary Email Poetry
I did not see them
When I shot the video
Of thousands of flags
In a Utah field,
Each representing
a lost 9/11 victim.
But when I was editing,
They were there.
Ghosts.
Shadows dancing in and out
Of the flags.
Wives.
Fathers.
Sons.
Daughters.
Husbands.
Mothers.
First responders.
People.
Laughing.
Crying.
Holding.
Walking.
Talking.
Those who were remembering
Became they who must
be remembered.
We must be ghosts
To each other,
To haunt ourselves
into remembering,
so we never forget.
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ZWz2qyvelI]
Everyday Doldrum Silence: Revolutionary Blogging Rhyming Haiku
Sometimes the doldrums/
of the everyday leave you/
with nothing to say.