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Category: landscape
AG2025_2100255c or don’t you see
“I love ya! I love ya all. Don’t act like that. You women. Stop it. Don’t act like that. Don’t you see I love ya? I’d die for ya, kill for ya. I’m saying I love ya. I’m telling ya. Oh, God have mercy. What I’m gonna do? What in this fuckin world am I gonna dooooo?” (TM)
Fragments d’histoire ou Hier et aujourd’hui : à la faveur d’une promenade dans les rues et aux environs de Fort-de-France. Baude, Théodore, 1866-1949. 1940. WikiSource. Manioc.
« Chaque pas sur un pont, sur une place rappelle un grand passé. À chaque coin de rue s’est déroulé un fragment de l’histoire ».
GŒTHE
Baude, le premier Martiniquais à recevoir, à titre civil, la cravate de commandeur de la légion d’honneur. 1940 (during the Vichy regime?).
A mooring
she regarded it as a mooring, a checkpoint, some stable visual object that assured her that the world was still there; that this was life and not a dream.
Song of Solomon, Toni Morrison
Also, JV acquired …
AG2015_1020099 or what you can get
Poetry is the art of taking what you can get (AN)
the right flower for
What’s the right flower for the ignored-
with-good-reason, the uninvited? A hydrangea,
head wide as a cabbage; or the bull thistle
wild along the roads; or a dandelion
Etiquette, Judson Mitcham
The Department of Homeland Security said on Friday that it would revoke the temporary legal status of more than 530,000 Cubans, Haitians, Nicaraguans and Venezuelans welcomed into the US under a Biden-era sponsorship process, according to a notice posted to the Federal Register and signed by the homeland security chief Kristi Noem.
The order cuts short a two-year “parole” program – known as CHNV – under Joe Biden that allowed 532,000 people who had arrived in the US since October 2022 with financial sponsors to obtain two-year work permits to live and work in the US. Noem’s notice said they will lose their legal status on 24 April.
The Guardian, 032125
orchids and boutonnieres
Come out, come close.
Why hide? Why deceive?
You are me and I am you.
Why get mired in me’s and you’s?
We are light upon light—
and the glass light passes through.
Why muddy ourselves with a grudge?
Together, we are whole and complete.
[…]
There’s one spirit in countless bodies,
one oil in countless almonds,
one meaning in countless words
uttered by countless tongues.
Shatter the jugs. The water is one.
Steeped in union, the heart remembers
a world beyond words.
Come out, come close., Jalal al-Din Rumi
AG2025_1540969a or witnessing of all that is well
this soft, open witnessing of all that is well
The hand of politics is so visible from their vantage point that they don’t know how they could have missed it at first. It’s utterly manifest in every detail of the view
a planet contoured and landscaped by want
Samantha Harvey
a dirge a lamentation or AG2022_2030921a2
earth works
thick brown mud
clinging pulling
a body down
hear wounded earth cry
bequeath to me
the hoe the hope
ancestral rights
to turn the ground over
to shovel and sift
until history
rewritten resurrected
returns to its rightful owners
a past to claim
yet another stone lifted to
throw against the enemy
making way for new endings
random seeds
spreading over the hillside
wild roses
come by fierce wind and hard rain
unleashed furies
here in this untouched wood
a dirge a lamentation
for earth to live again
earth that is all at once a grave
a resting place a bed of new beginnings
avalanche of splendor
4., bell hooks. Appalachian Elegy: Poetry and Place
