Sunday, February 28, 2016


so many sounds, so much silence
such courage, such fright
it is as if the forests of the world are on fire
and clouds have gathered to frown
from all sides
at this mad quest for Thunder!
this is the time for love
our springtime carnival
we learn to light bonfires
we learn to plant trees
we learn to make bombs
we learn to articulate
this is the time for learning
this is the time for wisdom
because they kill babies
and because the point has always been to change it, to ache
and this is the time for poetry
because these valleys of life are our countries
and those of death - theirs.

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