Monday, October 12, 2015

Casualties of Terror: Kunduz Airstrike, 10/3/2015

We bombed a hospital, perhaps in error.
Human shields? Certainly they shielded
humans. When the enemy is terror,
There is no reasonable doubt. We all have yielded
to this internal foe, rapid-firing
hearts under quivering ribs and shoulder blades.
Guilt is presumed, and there's no use inquiring,
no innocence: we are all afraid.

Oh, by the rockets' red glare, can you say
what this blood-streaked banner ought to mean?
Too many of the brave and the free now lay
obscured in dust. Their bright stars shine unseen,
while underneath the bleak unspangled night,
we bow before the power of our fright.

Saturday, October 10, 2015

Lunar Apocalypse, 9/27/2015

After the dark day, I held you lightly.
Rage spent, we watched the moon grow bright again.
It had only been our shadow, and all the world's
sunrises and sunsets bleeding together
right along with us, and afterwards,
I'd never seen a midnight quite so clear.

Friday, July 31, 2015

Compassion is not a zero-sum game.

Babies are being torn limb from limb, and still we find room in our hearts to weep over a lion. We still have enough leftover moral indignation to call out comparatively trivial hypocrisies. And we still try to push all of this out of our minds long enough to make dinner and take out the trash and do all the other things that are ours to do.

As well we should.

Compassion is not the sort of thing that diminishes with use.

Instead of hoarding our compassion, careful only to bestow it on the most worthy subjects, let us strive to live with fully awakened consciences.

A story about a pet lamb woke David to the gravity of his own crimes.

May Cecil the Lion awaken us to the value of life.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

as soon
as you try
to hold it. Hoarded
manna breeds maggots, and power
storage typically involves some sort of battery.
Wind cannot be contained, and when
harnessed it becomes
something else,

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

to the eyes,
lies at the center 
of Eden. Ah, man the master!
You cannot always
have your fruit
and eat 

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

brought us
once again
into the garden,
between trees ripe with beautiful
fruit. We can choose life
or judgment
of right

Monday, June 15, 2015

the tree of
judgment and morals,
and see that the sages spoke truth.
The fruit is good. If
we eat it
we shall