Louisa will help.
Words have dried up
In this desert of paper
Will I ever awake
And find the next caper?
Of course , it will come
You have Louisa to help
Your brain isn’t numb
And the files are not vapor.
So busy yourself
Get your fingers typing
Get down from the shelf
Take Louisa in hand
She will guide you back home
To finish Fruitlands.
JANE NEALE
Written while writing about an imaginary visit with Louisa May Alcott
Friday, October 29, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
The Place Where We Are Right
From the place where we are right
Flowers will never grow
In the spring.
The place where we are right
Is hard and trampled
Like a yard.
But doubts and loves
Dig up the world
Like a mole, a plow.
And a whisper will be heard in the place
Where the ruined
House once stood.
Yehuda Amichai
Flowers will never grow
In the spring.
The place where we are right
Is hard and trampled
Like a yard.
But doubts and loves
Dig up the world
Like a mole, a plow.
And a whisper will be heard in the place
Where the ruined
House once stood.
Yehuda Amichai
Monday, October 4, 2010
WANDERING THOUGHTS
OF THE HOLOCAUST
IS A SHORT FILM
OF A YOUNG BOY
SITTING ON A TABLE
SHAKING
SHIVERING
HE WAS BEING SUBJECTED
TO REPEATED BLOWS
ON THE HEAD
TO STUDY THEIR EFFECTS
HE WAS A JEW
A NON-PERSON
USELESS AS A STONE
THROWN IN A LAKE
RINDS OF MELON
THROWN IN THE GARBAGE
TOOLS TO BE USED
TILL THEY BREAK
THEN DISCARDED
IT WOULD BE NICE TO THINK
THAT IT HAPPENED
IN ANOTHER PLACE
IN ANOTHER TIME
BUT IT’S HAPPENING NOW
AND HAS HAPPENED NOW
WHILE DIVES DINES
LAZARUS DIES
LIKE A PIECE OF PAPER
A TOY OF THE WIND
PLAYED WITH
THEN FORGOTTEN
WHEN WILL YOU COME
LORD JESUS
WHEN WILL YOU COME
TO RESCUE US FROM OURSELVES
TO GIVE DIGNITY TO DIRT
WATER TO DRY LAND
VISION TO THE BLIND
DREAMS TO THE DUNG HEAP
AWARENESS OF THE NEEDS OF OTHERS
AND A HELPING HAND
FRANK A VOLLMER
THINK ABOUT IT
is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the greatest poverty. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of poverty. Mother Teresa | >>We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the greatest poverty. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of poverty. Mother Teresa |
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)