let's not keep fighting
the same wars
their adjectives
and geographies
are only those of mortality
speak surrender
sweet surrender
I don't think we get to escape
anymore than clouds
can keep their shape
the victory is that we were
and sometimes
we were together
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Pic: Sunrise with Max. As I get ready to leave for the U.K. for two weeks while vaguely worrying about being allowed to return, I think this is one of the many moments I will miss while I'm away. Not unrelatedly, I am so happy that Mohsen Mahdawi has been released. I listened to this interview he gave the day before, while he was still detained, and loved it so much I shared it on family chat. It's worth the ten-minute listen.
9 comments:
Oh, friend. Woooo I had to take a deep breath, thinking about you going away. Hope everything goes smoothly.
Nice.
Beautiful photo. I got a nervous twinge about your London return. May it be a worry and nothing more.
I'll be awfully glad to see that first post after you are safely home! Take care!
Beautiful, Maya. Sending all the "safe travel" vibes. I hope you have fun and return home safely!
Have a great trip. Safe and smooth travels.
Beautiful poem and that picture is gorgeous, too! Safe travels to you and your students. I hope the trip is uneventful!
Oh, those last two stanzas...the tone is not mournful, just somber. But the weight is there. Lovely in their impact.
I'll be thinking of you, maya, on your travels, with much love and hope.
Customs will be uneventful. It's going to be FINE!! Safe travels and I hope you have an excellent time.
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