I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
By Joyce Kilmer
Potent Whisper is a London-based playwright, rapper and spoken-word artist, who fuses art with community activism. In the above video, he takes on Trident, the UK’s nuclear-submarine-based program which, according to recent reports, suffered a major failure last year when test-firing a missile off the coast of Florida.
By Nahida, Exiled Palestinian
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A silent child I was
Hardly ever spoken This girl is abnormally quiet, they whispered She must be deaf or dumb
Extraordinarily beautiful video with poetry by the great Mahmoud Darwish–apparently in his own voice. The following is from the video description:
[ Ed. note – This is my 9/11 poem. ]
Bin Laden on the Head of a Pin
Bin Laden on the head of a pin
Bin Laden in the sea
Bin Laden on the planet Mars
Bin bon appétit!
Bin Laden in the apple orchard
Takes a bite of a crisp, delicious, reality-is-whatever-we-say-it-is red apple,
Hums a song in his heart through the fervid fizz of his Khazarian memory
And tosses the half-eaten apple on the ground,
Leaves the orchard without a sound.
Very, very fine poem. The poet’s name is Pola Fanous. The Bankstown Poetry Slam, by the way, is an organization in West Sydney, Australia, which holds a poetry event usually on the last Tuesday of each month. You can visit their website here.