Category: Our Heroic and Ceaseless 24/7 Struggle against Tsuris

Crazy Jane Is Back in Town

I met the Buddha on the road And little said she and I “The Diamond Sutra is matchless Reading it makes me cry” “You just  reminded me of Mary Oliver Her percipience makes me cry”

Recollection

In October 2003 We were in Nablus Awarta, Ramallah Being alert in the olive groves Dashing across the settler-only roads Learning a thing or two about sumud In Louisville the minister and civil rights activist…

Another Ukraine Khurbn

Dear Bella I just finished my second Svetlana Alexievich book, Voices from Chernobyl: The Oral History of a Nuclear Disaster.  You are one of the very few people with whom I could share this text…

When We Were Young

The old days of Enneagram exchanges The old days of “noisy contemplation” The old days of Wendell Ford The old days of the FSLN The old days of Buzz Parsons The old days of home-made…

The Young Who Teach Us

Jim Zwerg left Madison Wisconsin To be part of an intensive seminar In American satyagraha In Southern viciousness In the ways power twists the human soul In the ways the human soul resists power He…

Nothing Special

I don’t aspire to the New York Times op-ed page Or The New Yorker I’d be pleased if Eileen Mosher “likes” One of the free verse mind flows I write to and for her My…

Nothing Special

I don’t aspire to the New York Times op-ed page Or The New Yorker I’d be pleased if Eileen Mosher “likes” One of the free verse mind flows I write to and for her My…

Breakdown Precedes Breakthrough

Graham earned enough to be under the taxable limit Because he didn’t want to pay for war He couldn’t say “No” when someone asked “Would you help us fight back?” He gave and gave and…