“... poetry is not a luxury. It is a vital necessity of our existence. It forms the quality of the light within which we predicate our hopes and dreams toward survival and change, first made into language, then into idea, then into more tangible action. Poetry is the way we help give name to the nameless so it can be thought. The farthest horizons of our hopes and fears are cobbled by our poems, carved from the rock experiences of our daily lives.” --Audre Lorde
Sunday, June 07, 2009
berlin wall 2009
history spaced across moments suspended
or a movement of color
shading every emotion
lines drawn across
tie together the complications
how one human can hurt another
how many destroy millions
sontag says this is what humans are capable of
and we see it, study the images
of brutality
transformed here
a material space both of history
and a living present, changing
away from popular tourist destinations
just this structure
along the water
next to a bridge
new artists paint over history
never forget
keep moving in every direction
this is what humans are capable of
new lines drawn
in color
paint a composition of chords
translates
hopeful
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