Saturday, August 16, 2008

many places



my heart is in many pieces










am i the juggler or the balls?





items fly one hand to an-other

apparently a continuous arc


laughterous memories replace

tears

fullness

content

next anguished anger

devastation upon first-touch witness

injustice to the extreme

malnutrition starvation

air destruction

diminished breath

dehydration of an entire land




















stateside

in this other home-place
i am again an other

projecting guilt anger loss

into personal drama

pointing finger away from source

project the ball-item into space

hand one hand two and back


my heart is in many places

Monday, August 11, 2008

the last night for the program



my friends in haiti
of the huge and open hearts

you call to me













upon meeting kindness

in a stranger's face
here in the place
convention has me call home







i am reminded of you