for i am put together with stardust...: April 2009

i am stronger than a sepik crocodile, more cunning than gideon's three hundred, more powerful than david's five stones, brighter than the thunderbolts of zeus. i can change lives, resolve injustice, reverse poverty, inspire hearts and minds, connect kindred souls. i can make laughter and inspire singing, persuade lovers to find each other, strangers to make friends, and enemies to make peace. i can move mountains.
---Patricia Raybon, My First White Friend---

4.20.2009

i know not where
from which this sadness comes, yet
it will not conquer me:
the light of God's face
that shines upon me
will save and restore my joy.

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we have a beautiful
mother
her hills
are buffaloes
her buffaloes
hills.

we have a beautiful
mother
her oceans
are wombs
her wombs
oceans.

we have a beautiful
mother
her teeth
the white stones
at the edge
of the water
the summer
grasses
her plentiful
hair.

we have a beautiful
mother
her green lap
immense
her brown embrace
eternal
her blue body
everything
we know.

alice walker

-links-

my zine
pictures
hands on
jem

-archives-

-on my nightstand-

engaging the powers
by walter wink
west wind
poems and prose poems
by mary oliver
dreams of my father
a story of race and inheritance
by barack obama
the artist's way
a spiritual path to higher creativity
by julia cameron

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