A resonant poem about how we process these atrocities and how we can repair it with hope. Also thank you Rajani for the lines you shared in the introduction from the other poems.
Wow. This says it all as clearly and painfully as it can be said. If only the whole world could read it, weep, and demand that the madness stop. There is only rubble left in Gaza. What is there left to bomb? I had not known of these poems either. Where do we find them? Thanks for sharing them.
Wow! That's one heck of a poem, Rajani. And the others you mention ... how come you know of their existence and where to read them, and I didn't until reading this? I had no notion about them at all. But it makes sense, of course, that the poets caught up so closely in this horror should be writing such things.
Ah. I deleted my X (then twitter) account many years ago, and lately have not been on Instagram very much (though I intend to rectify that in the new year).
A resonant poem about how we process these atrocities and how we can repair it with hope. Also thank you Rajani for the lines you shared in the introduction from the other poems.
Thanks for reading, Joao. It is hard but I think one must hold on to the hope that humanity will endure and shine in the end.
I guess it’s one of our redeeming qualities.
Your voice needs to be heard…..
Thank you...I hope to connect with more poets and readers here on Substack.
This is really good. The universe has turned a blind eye to the sufferings of innocent. Everywhere.
So true. Glad you liked this, Jeet. Thank you.
Wow. This says it all as clearly and painfully as it can be said. If only the whole world could read it, weep, and demand that the madness stop. There is only rubble left in Gaza. What is there left to bomb? I had not known of these poems either. Where do we find them? Thanks for sharing them.
Thank you, Sherry. If only.
Wow! That's one heck of a poem, Rajani. And the others you mention ... how come you know of their existence and where to read them, and I didn't until reading this? I had no notion about them at all. But it makes sense, of course, that the poets caught up so closely in this horror should be writing such things.
Thank you, Rosemary. The other poems have been frequently shared by people on Instagram/ X over the last year.
Ah. I deleted my X (then twitter) account many years ago, and lately have not been on Instagram very much (though I intend to rectify that in the new year).