Homicide

How did George Floyd kill Aunt Jemima after he was already dead?

Aunt Jemima served delicious pancakes

RIP George

RIP Quaker Oats Aunt Jemima

Here comes Uncle Ben

with a pot of fluffy rice

soon to be snuffed out

another white on black

homicide

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Homicide

Birds of Prey

SHOCKING to see the cardinal eat a gecko

thick beak designed to crack seeds & nuts

one would expect it from a blue jay

not this red bird with its sweet song

now a gecko hangs from songbird beak

lifeless & being shaken

its head consumed then tail

legs gnawed away

it looks like a small fish

yet too big for the throat

of such a now ravenous bird

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I looked out the window today and saw this cardinal with a gecko. Unexpected metaphor to the current events.

Birds of Prey

Picking Cotton

MEMORIES of cotton picking days

picked along with men and women

all over the South

people of all colors

fourteen footer dragged behind

filled with cotton

picked from each boll

start when you’re old enough

to hold a sack

sang in harmony

as we picked

infant scooting behind

too small to pick

“cotton on the roadside

cotton in the ditch

we all picked cotton

but we never got rich”

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photo from SMU Degolyer Library

Picking Cotton

Ninth Grade English Class

It was the ninth grade, in Sophie Pouch’s English class, we passed the reading of Macbeth from reader to reader until it went all around the classroom yet still was not done. The next day we did it again and again, when finally, it was finished.

And Shakespeare’s words went out into those hallways of the school with a morning greeting of “How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags?” as we congregated around our lockers. A commanding response of “Speak. Demand. We’ll listen.” “Had I three ears, I’d hear thee.” And on it went into our school day.

Autumn moonlight—
a worm digs silently
into the chestnut. Basho

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dVerse prompt to consider Shakespeare and Basho in a haibun. I will never forget Sophie Pouch’s ninth grade English class.

Ninth Grade English Class

Dystopic Thinking

Dystopic thinking today

as I work in the garden, contemplating Voltaire.

How has education

brought me to this point

of doubting all that I know?

History is not repeating itself.

How can this pandemic

be compared to the Spanish Flu of 1918?

We know so much more but do little.

Communication is faster

so what is going on in Italy

I can know right now.

In Spain the same. Now the US.

But look at the geography.

Look at the size of countries

and compare it to US.

Italy is smaller than Washington State.

How can there be comparisons?

The one common factor is

that the disease spreads quickly.

Test- track-and isolate. Too late.

The microbe is loose.

By accident or design?

Nobody knows or somebody knows.

Maybe we will never know.

What we do know is

that staying home keeps us safe.

Not everyone can stay home

so in Italy

there are still new cases regardless of a lockdown.

People have to go out to get food.

Whole families die at home.

After a month of staying at home,

groceries delivered and sterilized,

no outside visits,

I can’t say that I am lonely or stir crazy.

I like to stay home.

But what would it be like without internet,

without the food supply,

without air conditioning and lights?

In the winter, what if there was no heat?

What if there was no gas

to keep the car going if I wanted to relocate,

live in the mountains, hunt for food?

Are we being tossed back

into the Neanderthal of life

or just a temporary bleep in the radar

of what we always thought was progress?

Too many questions and who cares

what the answer is.

I find answers to be too dystopic.

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NaPoWriMo prompt to write 20 minutes spontaneous writing and make it a poem.

Dystopic Thinking

Deltiologist

Grandmother was a deltiologist

(she didn’t even know it)

postcards came to her

on special occasions

when her children took a trip

& when her husband

lived in Kansas City

that’s how they communicated

there was on most cards

an image worth keeping

Now I have her postcards

with handwritten messages

in cursive script

slanted out of a fountain pen

how the weather was

how are you I am fine

how your uncle got the flu

he is fine now

write again when you can

love & kisses xoxoxo

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NaPoWriMo prompt on something handmade and given to you. Handwriting was once an art even when sent on a postcard.

Deltiologist

Morse Code

dits and dahs

dots and dashes

get your rhythm

don’t be slow

tapping out

a universal

language

dit dit dit dah dah dah dit dit dit

••• – – – •••

HELP

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NaPiWriMo prompt to look at old technology. Morse Code has been around since 1844 and still used today. Most interesting use was the POW who used the code to spell out the word torture with the blinks of his eyes.

Morse Code

Rosette

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A flower of ancient ceremony

Mesopotamia    Egypt   Greece

carved  in  stone  on  columns

hammered into golden jewels

to  represent   the  wild  roses

celebration            rites  of  life

& death

 

 

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NaPoWriMo prompt on the meaning of a flower.

The rosette has been seen throughout antiquity in

many cultures across the world.

 

Rosette