like that street wandered down street no siesta noon shadowed woman leans black iron filigree not quite a balcony lace the colour of some-place else drawn as if a breeze pecan smooth her face
what would the story be? choose that place you should not go walnut doors second floor barefoot invitation whisper of late grapes hint of something strong dull embroidered armchair unlaced boots dusted finger prints smooth as kisses table folded towels uncertain colour enameled basin clear glass tumblers lemons sliced in water sunlight striping something velvet on the bed
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Literariedad
Revista dominical que asume la literatura, la poesía, el cine y el teatro como calles, lugares de encuentro y desencuentro. ISSN: 2462-893X.
Bless your poet then and let him go! He’ll never stack a haggard with his breath: His thatch of words will not keep rain or snow Out of the house, or keep back death. But Raftery, rising, curses as he sees you Stir the fire and wash delph, That he was bred a poet whose selfish trade it is To keep no beauty to himself.
“He repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stone cutter more obstinate, no manager more lucid or dangerous, than a poet.” ― Gabriel García Márquez
wrote this in 2014 with Anne Frank in mind. Today I wish to rededicate to all the children of this world. this world of war. this world of poverty & hunger. this world where the smartest safest people on the planet keep hiring psychopaths to run their countries.
Diary
Dust in the corner
Pale light through loose boards
Soft paper pages partially filled
So small
The world with all its bigness
Could have so easily passed by.
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Will we, all of us leave the same absence?
Know the same impossible loneliness,
As if somehow shared, we could know one another ,
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We have all touched this world with little fingers,
As have I;
Not as some imagining or speculation
But as a human being.
Certain of my own sense of purpose.
So many things bigger than me.
So many things I could not wait to do.
How long it takes to be a grown up.
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Unlike you I do know the story’s end.
Unlike you I could not, not know.
Remember me this way:
Small as I was, it all fit into my life.
(for Anne)
wrote this in 2014 with Anne Frank in mind. Today I wish to rededicate to all the children of this world. this world of war. this world of poverty & hunger. this world where the smartest safest people on the planet keep hiring psychopaths to run their countries.
I was very proud to have this poem included in the Human Rights Consortium and the Institute of English Studies and London-based poetry collective the Keats House Poets Anthology 150 Poems For Human Rights. I submitted it along with The Diary – a poem in response to Anne Frank. https://pdlyons.wordpress.com/2014/06… While published in 2014 it was written contemporary with the second National Geographic photo of April 2007. ~
The Orphan As Adult by PD Lyons, was written upon seeing the famous National Geographic cover photo of the grown up Afghan girl who was herself originally on the cover as a child during the Russian involvement in Afghanistan. Twenty years later and not much has changed.
The Orphan As Adult
my eyes were not green for you I did not rebel or lead never even learned to read. children dropped from me in a pain no one cared about. my years marked by long days and short lives.
as if expecting greeting, you return. as if your photographs meant something other than a young girl momentarily annoyed her world same now as it was then a place where things just are the way they are.
my eyes were not green for you only an accident of birth same as your own. For Afghanistan
Description
Edited by Helle Abelvik-Lawson, Anthony Hett and Laila Sumpton. Published 2013. ISBN:9780957221032.
Detailed Description
In Protest: 150 Poems for Human Rights is an anthology of new poetry exploring human rights and social justice themes. This collection, a collaboration between the Human Rights Consortium at the School of Advanced Study, University of London, and the Keats House Poets, brings together writing that is often very moving, frequently touching, and occasionally humorous. The 150 poems included here come from over 16 countries, and provide a rare insight into experiences of oppression, discrimination, and dispossession – and yet they also offer strong messages of hope and solidarity.
This anthology brings you contemporary works that are truly outstanding for both their human rights and poetic content. Arranged across thirteen themes – Expression, History, Land, Exile, War, Children, Sentenced, Slavery, Women, Regimes, Workers, Unequal, and Protest – you will find within this collection a poem that inspires and engages you. ‘Poetry brings tiny details to life, and in a world where human rights is mostly about reports and abstractions, where real life and real details are lost – poetry can still make us see, and feel.’ – Sigrid Rausing.
