― On Tyranny: Twenty Lessons from the Twentieth Century
my eyes are giant jaws
know how to disappear
me into books, let pages
wrap and swallow me
like a tsunami shelter
I fix pages over my ears
as screens--under arms
suffering fins and wings
Words? They're reckless
things, they'll say/soak up
just anything: look/listen
how they make hope/fear/
freedom come true just by
knowing and remembering
watch us waiting our turn
...our time to sing/to sting
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Note: The "to sting" inspiration might just come from Nu's baby lovey, Silky the Bee, who used to pleasantly nuzzle "buzz-buzz" and then when you least expected it go "'ting-'ting."
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Pic: Baker Woods yesterday with LB, who's back from Oregon (Yay). The woods are so bare now, but we still managed to get a bit lost because we hadn't been in so long and so many trees had come down in the interim.
8 comments:
Nice
Awwww ting ting.
What are you reading right now? I'm finishing up The God of the Woods.
What a lovely ode to books.
Beautiful poem. And I love the quote. And I love "ting"- I remember when my daughter was too little to make the "s" sound, so would just leave it off. So precious.
Thank you!
An old Kingsolver... plodding though it... People have been so divided on God of the Woods!
Thank you, Steph!
Thank you, Jenny. The "ting" was Nu voicing Silky of course--so another similarity :)
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