Saturday, April 19, 2014

alice sent this

Calling All Grand Mothers
by Alice Walker
from Hard Times Require Furious Dancing (2010)

We have to live

or we
will die
in the same

old ways.

I call on all Grand Mothers
on the planet
to rise
and take your place
in the leadership
of the world

Come out
of the kitchen
out of the
out of the
beauty parlors
out of the

Step forward
& assume
the role
for which
you were
To lead humanity
to health, happiness
& sanity.

I call on
all the
Grand Mothers
of Earth
& every person
who possesses
the Grand Mother
of respect for
protection of
the young
to rise
& lead.

The life of
our species
on it.

& I call on all men
of Earth
to gracefully

stand aside
& let them
(let us)
do so.

naomi thought you'd like this

by Naomi Shihab Nye

A man crosses the street in the rain,
stepping gently, looking two times north and
because his son is asleep on his shoulder.

No car must splash him.
No car drive too near his shadow.

This man carries the world's most sensitive cargo
but he's not marked.
Nowhere does his jacket say FRAGILE,

His ear fills up with breathing.
He hears the hum of a boy's dream
deep inside him.

We're not going to be able
to live in this world
if we're not willing to do what he's doing
with one another.

The road will only be wide.
The rain will never stop falling.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

nikki wants you to know

by Nikki Giovanni
from Blues For All The Changes (1999)

I want to swim with hippos
jump with salmon
fly with geese
land with robins
walk with turtles
sleep with possum
dress with penguins
preen with peacocks
fish with grizzlies
hunt with lions
forage with pigs for truffles
eat nuts with the squirrels
plant seeds with the wind
and ride on off with the clouds
at the end

Wednesday, April 09, 2014

or so says joseph strauss

The Redwoods
by Joseph Strauss


Here, sown by the Creator's hand.
In serried ranks, the Redwoods stand:
No other clime is honored so,
No other lands their glory know.

The greatest of Earth's living forms,
Tall conquerors that laugh at storms;
Their challenge still unanswered rings,
Through fifty centuries of kings.

The nations that with them were young,
Rich empires, with their forts far-flung,
Lie buried now-their splendor gone:
But these proud monarchs still live on.

So shall they live, when ends our days,
When our crude citadels decay;
For brief the years allotted man,
But infinite perennials' span.

This is their temple, vaulted high,
And here, we pause with reverent eye,
With silent tongue and awestruck soul;
For here we sense life's proper goal:

To be like these, straight, true and fine,
to make our world like theirs, a shrine;
Sink down, Oh, traveler, on your knees,
God stands before you in these trees.

growing is forever : a poem by kallie markle

Monday, April 07, 2014

a word to you from gary snyder

For The Children
by Gary Snyder

The rising hills, the slopes,
of statistics
lie before us.
the steep climb
of everything, going up,
up, as we all
go down.

In the next century
or the one beyond that,
they say,
are valleys, pastures,
we can meet there in peace
if we make it.

To climb these coming crests
one word to you, to
you and your children:

stay together
learn the flowers
go light

Wednesday, April 02, 2014

rough and stuff*

have you signed a white house petition today? might you be interested in this one?

truly, a gender and race neutral army would insist that all soldiers cut/style/groom their hair the same way, but until all black lady soldiers feel awesome rockin' the nyong'o, some will opt for low maintenance styles like corn-rows or twists.
please sign this white house petition that asks the Top Brass to reconsider and accommodate "professional ethnic hairstyles."

i am not quite a professional ethnic, myself-- mostly i dabble in ethnicity. just because i have a little afro, folks think i am a professional ethnic all the time. and i'm all, "you guys, really, it's just a hobby." and they're all, "no you seem like a real professional ethnic!" and i demure, "just an amateur ethnic, really. but thanks, boo."

*with my afro puffs.

Sunday, March 30, 2014

the activist roots of artichokes

"...What this means for the rest of the country is that the price of fruit and vegetables will rise later this spring. You may not see any artichokes, cauliflower or celery this year. This drought is a wakeup call, a reminder that our current food supply system doesn’t make sense. Instead of depending on one vast agri-dustrial realm, it’s better to build some resiliency into the system by growing fruits and vegetables in hundreds of yards, gardens, one-horse hamlets and community orchards around the country. Of course, this is what the foodies and locavores from Berkeley to Brooklyn have been saying for years. Yet, Americans still buy most of their fruits, nuts and vegetables from a handful of California counties. Reality keeps calling but we just let it ring and ring …

Thursday, March 06, 2014

garden hoes got to stick together

if you like to garden and you're down with hoes, consider getting this charming little t-shirt from you grow girl. it never fails to lift my spirits and make someone else laugh as well.