· Aracelis Girmay You, selling roses out of a silver grocery cart You, in the park, feeding the pigeons You cheering for the bees You with cats in your voice in the morning, feeding cats You protecting the river You are who I love delivering babies, nursing the sick
i thought i commented on this earlier, but in any case, it's so beautiful and i thank you profoundly for finding it and sharing it here. ( i think i was so affected by it that i forgot to post my comment and immediately copied the poem and sent it to a poet friend).
Yes, it's lovely to love in the face of hate. But sometimes in the service of our survival love makes other demands. I highly recommend you read this if you haven't already.
i thought i commented on this earlier, but in any case, it's so beautiful and i thank you profoundly for finding it and sharing it here. ( i think i was so affected by it that i forgot to post my comment and immediately copied the poem and sent it to a poet friend).
Loved this poem--reminded me of Walt Whitman. Marlyn
and I love you. (Did you write this--someone suggested you were sharing it) Thank you
Uplifting poem and a beautiful way to express, feel and cope. Thank you.
I love this! Thanks for sharing it with us!
Piercing. As is BL's comment and link. Love must win. I just don't know what love looks like in this never-ending crisis.
Wow!
Yes, it's lovely to love in the face of hate. But sometimes in the service of our survival love makes other demands. I highly recommend you read this if you haven't already.
https://www.nytimes.com/2023/11/07/opinion/us-jewish-israel-sept-11.html
Thank you, thank you. This poem is hitting the streets.
One of your greats. I love it.
omg!
A stunner...
Oh, yes!