Israelis Stop Planting, Destroy Olive Tree Seedlings

Trees

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

British Rapper ‘Potent Whisper’ Takes on Trident Nuke Program

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.

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Bin Laden on the Head of a Pin

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[ 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.
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