paper
some things that should be done become things that must
and some become things that didn’t but might
and others never become, they just stay things
that cover every flat surface
some things that should be done become things that must
and some become things that didn’t but might
and others never become, they just stay things
that cover every flat surface
from the wing-beats of a butterfly,
a hurricane. from the impulse of
a child, a holocaust. turn these around.
from where does peace arise?
a poem before bedtime to dream in the rhythms of speech
a dream before morning to wake up curious
the curious waking dream that guides the footsteps
the iterative, tip-of-the-tongue dream
local architects! please! consider the voice,
and how it longs to blend with other
voices, not projecting from a stage,
but chest to chest. now build!
what are the songs of our people? (i know: happy birthday,
the alphabet song, we can get behind those)
the songs that remind us that we and our neighbors are one–
children! help us remember!