#BlackLivesMatter

South African poet Willie Kgositsile posited the necessity of putting aside poetry in the face of looming revolution. “When the moment hatches in time’s womb there will be no art talk,” he wrote. “The only poem you will hear will be the spearpoint pivoted in the punctured marrow of the villain….Therefore we are the last

Rebirth

Treat with care a still image that an actor could bring to life. A black-and-white photograph of a baby Held at arms-length by a midwife – the girl that nobody wanted – who had little choice but to re-enact this dream called life. Is it possible to be born again? To REBIRTH? An angel is

Poetry Challenge #23: Forgiven

She adds the tragic loss of her daughter “Michele” to the mystery of how humankind came to be here on Earth. If God’s people cannot agree on the Beginning of Time, her wish is that her daughter will never trace her and save herself the disappointment of discovering the tale of her beginning  — “Once Upon a

The Nomad Commentaries

Commentary No. 1 “Anguish and grief, like darkness and rain, may be depicted; but gladness and joy, like the rainbow, defy the skill of pen or pencil. – Frederick Douglass.  Commentary No. 2 I wander away from the screen Tear holes in the routine. For a brief moment, I have time on my hands. Where