“Just as the birds above our heads
circling
are singing,
knowing
that, in what lies before them,
the always unknown passage,
wind, water, air,
the failing light
the failing night
the blinding sun
they must get the journey done.
Listen.
They have wings and voices
are making choices
are using what they have.
They are aware
that, on long journeys,
each bears the other,
whirring,
stirring
love occuring
in the middle of the terrifying air.”
―
circling
are singing,
knowing
that, in what lies before them,
the always unknown passage,
wind, water, air,
the failing light
the failing night
the blinding sun
they must get the journey done.
Listen.
They have wings and voices
are making choices
are using what they have.
They are aware
that, on long journeys,
each bears the other,
whirring,
stirring
love occuring
in the middle of the terrifying air.”
―
“The rain will eventually come, or not. Until then, we touch our bodies like wounds— the war never ended and somehow begins again.”
― Postcolonial Love Poem
― Postcolonial Love Poem
“Poetry keeps the door open to awe and ensures that we will find our way through the broken heart field of wars, losses and betrayals to understanding, compassion and gathering together.”
―
―
“The day is not made of light, but of will”
― Time
― Time
“Let me call my anxiety, desire, then. Let me call it, a garden.”
― Postcolonial Love Poem
― Postcolonial Love Poem
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