Short Takes...A Poem for Jyoti Singh Pandey
"When I'm on a crowded bus and someone says something bad to me, in my heart I want to give him a tight slap, but I've learned to ignore it," says Gogia, the New Delhi receptionist. "What's the use? All the blame always comes back to the woman.”
-MUNEEZA NAQVI Associated Press, NEW DELHI, January 7, 2013
Wither
spreads
upon flora petalssin
slits and plucks.
Its
venom darkens
waves
twigs stretch to drink.
Lotus
is life correlation
men
cannot emulate
yet
some willfully berate
bloom
of its epic stems.
Amid
this
helllotus
struggles as a woman.
Wilted,
torn like a ragged root
slumped
in a fist above soil,
motionless
in Satan’s death
breeze
before dawn.
Light
emerges— life is born.
Lotus
flower is a timeless creation.
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COMING MARCH 10, 2013
TO AUBURN , NY
presents
THE WORLD PREMIER OF A
COLLECTION OF POETRY INSPIRED BY THE LEGACY OF HARRIET TUBMAN, AN AMERICAN HERO
WRITTEN AND READ
BY
IN CELEBRATION AND
RECOGNITION
OF THE
100TH
ANNIVERSARY
OF
THE PASSING OF HARRIET
TUBMAN
SUNDAY, MARCH 10, 2013
3 PM
Harriet Tubman lived,
worked and passed away in Auburn ,
NY on March 10, 1913. The public had the opportunity to pay their
respect a few days later at 3 PM.
Tubman, buried in Auburn ’s Fort Hill
Cemetery , is an
international inspiration.
Harriet Tubman's gravesite, Fort Hill Cemetery, Auburn, NY |
For further information,
e-mail bill@aaduna.org
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