A few days ago I put up a post about the resolution adopted by the Mennonite Church at its convention in Orlando, Florida earlier this month. I noted that the resolution calls for church divestment from corporations which profit from Israel’s occupation of Palestine, for which I duly praised the Mennonites.
This is a poem I wrote about three or four years ago, but since Trump seems to be on his way to becoming the new “worst president ever” I thought it might be time to dust it off and re-post it.
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
A silent child I was
Hardly ever spoken This girl is abnormally quiet, they whispered She must be deaf or dumb
A Tear for the World
Extraordinarily beautiful video with poetry by the great Mahmoud Darwish–apparently in his own voice. The following is from the video description: