My sister Kim and I in a
field of bluebonnets, the Texas state flower, Easter 1961, road between
Rockdale and Cameron, Texas. She was 1; I was 2 3/4 years old, according to my
Dad's note on the back of the photo. I remember the occasion very well. It was
hot and sticky, and the sun was bearing down on us, and there were bugs
everywhere, and there were grass burs and stickers, and we were afraid of snakes
and didn’t want to get our dresses and shoes dirty, and it was itchy in our
Easter dresses, and we were crying and complaining. But our parents insisted,
and they always loved this photo. My
mother had it framed in her home when she died, and I have it now--a small
frame made of ivory-colored bone with an oval opening for the photo, which has
faded on the outside, but not on the inside. Happy birthday, Kim, February 18, 1960, and every year. Forever, may your light shine.
Monday, February 20, 2017
Friday, February 10, 2017
Haikus for these times: Breath
My breath is a kiss
From inside to outside and
Back and forth with God
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
Haikus for these times
I have been watching
The unreality show
I wish it would stop.
The unreality show
I wish it would stop.
Antarctic ice shelf cracks
Seventeen miles, two months
Nothing to see here...
Do you really want
To destroy all life on earth?
What are you doing?
Today a young man
Told me others are using
Pseudonyms in case
Night falls under clouds
Covering earth and water
And I am the sky.
Imagine
Imagine if someone had run as a Republican who had Donald Trump's exact same policy positions and exact same wealth and experiences, exact same personality, exact same reputation in business, exact same kind of spouse and marital history, exact same performance in the debates, exact same refusal to release taxes, exact same potential conflicts of interest, exact same videotaped remarks about how he treats women, and exact same number of women accusing him of sexual assault, and gave the exact same types of speeches, and so on--everything was exactly the same--but he was a black man.
And almost every one of his followers was black. And his main advisor was a black nationalist known for his extensive propagation of propaganda.
Or he was any color other than white.
Or he was a woman.
And almost every one of his followers was black. And his main advisor was a black nationalist known for his extensive propagation of propaganda.
Or he was any color other than white.
Or he was a woman.
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