Thursday, September 16, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Renounce Guilt, Find Divinity
Mexicans have cultivated a guilt free and blameless approach to life. Even the Spanish language supports this philosophy. For example, if I was looking through my purse or around the house for my keys but couldn’t find them anywhere, I would probably call a friend and complain, “I lost my @#$%^ keys. I feel so stupid!” That’s the gringa rationale in me, I suppose. In Spanish however, one would say “Se perdian las llaves,” ˗˗ my keys have lost themselves. They – the keys – are the stupid ones. In this scenario, I am the hapless victim of my keys inability to find their way home. Now that is divine grace at its finest.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Me Acerco y Me Retiro
Labels:
espanol,
Me Acerco y Me Retiro,
Mexico,
poesia,
poet,
Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz
Sunday, September 12, 2010
When They Came
Labels:
Cyril Dabydeen,
Jalisco,
Mexico,
poem,
poet,
Tenacatita,
This Planet Earth,
When They Came
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Yours: A New York Poem
Labels:
9/11,
Mark Butkus,
New York City,
poem,
Yours
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Labor Day
The rains that played havoc with your plans were due here by dawn
There were no puddles nor drops when the day began
Pure folly to think that the bales of hay would be brought in under dry skies
The farmers plight is to out-maneuver the weather
A moment passes as the east wind blows foul and the deluge commences
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Take Two
Labels:
Bar None Group,
Mark Butkus,
poem,
poet,
Take Two
Saturday, September 4, 2010
From Love and Squalor
Labels:
Bar None Group,
birthday,
Esme,
From Love and Squalor,
Mark Butkus,
poem
Friday, September 3, 2010
A Tiny Little Poem
Labels:
A Tiny Little Poem,
Katie Keys,
poem,
poet,
tiny little poems,
Twitter
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
In a Lunar Groove
Labels:
Bar None Group,
Barra de Navidad,
In a Lunar Groove,
poem,
poet,
Zanne Mack
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