Month: March 2016

Racism in Canada: July 2006

a Calgary train
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a melange of people
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I see his fist curl

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For Lahore

may your souls soar fee
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from the pain here on this earth
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fanatically spawned

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Weathering storms

when I stack my stones
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balance in life is restored
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even though storms rage

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Intolerance, racism, hate, violence, war, terror . . .thinking of Brussels

through bent perspectives
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we cannot see each other
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our worlds collide

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Lonely grave

gravestone in the veld
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a story long forgotten
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ashes in the wind

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Cambridge UK: July 2011

it is here I come
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to sit in your old churches
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to gather my thoughts

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Marabi

your rhythms were heard
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in slums of Johannesburg
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in pebble-filled cans

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El nino on the Highveld

at last rain has come
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laying red dust to rest
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the earth stays thirsty

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Unrestricted

haiku of the soul
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captured by the flow of words
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without restriction

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Thank you Mr President

greed and arrogance
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the deceit of a nation
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too painful to grasp

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Empathy

telling sad stories
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makes our hearts listen with care
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searching happiness

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Ides of March

when the clouds gather
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I will hold you in my heart
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please keep me in mind

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Salt Lake City: April 2005

all the long-haired girls
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pastel-hued Easter eggs
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in the Mormon garden

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Leaving stones: March 2015

someone left a stone
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at the church in Kareedouw
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a kindred spirit?

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Mixed emotions

teardrop on the floor
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a laugh flies out of the window
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sadness in our joy

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Intensity

an intense presence
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brings a new dimension
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one that I shall miss

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Listening

with eyes wide shut
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words just drifting in the wind
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hear their history

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Anchored nomad

wanderer at sea
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in the mountains and the air
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solidly grounded

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Streets of Jerusalem: July 2001

narrow and layered
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ancient complexities
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live as neighbours here

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Doubt

shadows in my mind
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sunrise on the horizon
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the darkness dissolves

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Creativity

the first idea ~ a pure original thought ~ rarest thing ever

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Ales stenar: August 2015

standing in the wind
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amongst Swedish megaliths
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a deep sense of place

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