“Paul Robeson stood
on the northern border
of the USA
and sang into Canada
where a vast audience
sat on folding chairs
waiting to hear him.
He sang into Canada.
His voice left the USA
when his body was
not allowed to cross that line.
Remind us again,
brave friend.
What countries may we
sing into?
What lines should we all
be crossing?
What songs travel toward us
from far away
to deepen our days?”
It’s pretty intriguing to follow poet Naomi Shihab Nye’s idea that most of us actually “think in poems” whether we know it or not. Rarely, as she points out, do you hear anyone say they feel worse after writing things down. That, she says, can be a tool to survive in hard times like these, to anchor our days and to get into a conversation and community with all of the selves that live on in each of us at any given moment — “your child self, your older self, your confused self, your self-that-makes-a-lot-of-mistakes.” We also hear her read her beloved poem “Kindness” and tell us the story behind it.
(from introduction to interview with Naomi Shihab Nye)
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And now for the re-runs:
4 comments:
I agree with Naomi, writing helps. For me, it gets thing out of my head but also help me to see things more clearly.
It's all good here, all good. Thank you.
That is such a beautiful poem. I love reading Naomi Shihab Nye's poetry. I love seeing your artwork too!
Naomi understands why we blog. And oh my, your art is wonderful. Love the black head among these selections especially. A slightly different style for you it seems, but I could be wrong. Thank you for sharing all of it.
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