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Showing posts with label environmental crisis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label environmental crisis. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 19, 2021

HERE WE ARE

by Dan Brook 




here we are
we must do
what is difficult
we must do
what is necessary
we must be

we must be
the bay
polluted & pissed in
used, abused
trying to support life
we must sustain

we must be
the rainforest
slashed & burned
choking, smoking
trying to breathe
we must regenerate

we must be
the ocean
jumped in & dumped in
crashing, thrashing
trying to wash
we must cleanse

we must be
the Earth
ridden roughshod
quaking, spinning
trying to survive
we must live

we must be
the worm
stepped over & on
wiggling, wriggling
trying to burrow
we must be humble

we must be
the other
feared & hated
mistaken, misunderstood
trying to communicate
we must be compassionate

we must be
democracy
inefficient & empowering
attacked, defended
trying to survive
we must act

we must be
ourselves
proud & vibrant
scarred, scared
trying to be
we must be better

we must be
who we are
together & alone
all of us, together
trying to thrive
we must be the best us


Dan Brook teaches in the Department of Sociology and Interdisciplinary Social Sciences at San Jose State University and is, most recently, the author of Sweet Nothings (Hekate Publishing).

Thursday, October 22, 2020

OCTOBER 2020

by Roberto Christiano 


"Fear of Pain," oil painting by Igor Shulman


I have heard the sirens falling
falling like the songs of sorrow
I have seen the black man hobbled
hobbled by the blues of bullets
I have smelt the forests burning
burning till the ashes whiten
 
I have seen the mermaids leaving
leaving as our rivers rumble
I have heard the children crying
crying with our cupboards empty
I have smelt the fear of winter
winter with the sirens calling
 

Roberto Christiano won the 2010 Fiction Prize from Northern Virginia Review. He received a Pushcart Prize nomination for poetry in Prairie Schooner. His poetry is anthologized in The Gávea–Brown Book of Portuguese-American Poetry (Brown University). His chapbook Port of Leaving was published by Finishing Line Press. Other poems have appeared in The New Verse News, The Washington Post, Writer.org, and The Sow's Ear.