Sunday, November 18, 2007

Beirut Seizure: For Haas Mroue

"A night. A man. A city"
--Haas Mroue

axiom #1: you can never
step into the same river
twice


axiom #2: There is no
such thing
as civil war


beirut
4.13.75 to present
brief periods of relative

calm call it
intermittent peace.
a lull in activity

when a mother hums a lullaby
to her son. her future
scholar. soldier perhaps

or poet.
with pedestrian desires
he'll traipse paris side streets

south american vinyards
crush grapes
sip wine & taste

home. beirut
under fire, like grace.
the place that pits brother

versus cousin versus
stranger. ally &
enemy one & the same.

now i have
truly
become
my father


son
holy
ghosts

no refuge.
refugee
camp. school.

the local hospital
buried under
mounds of its own rubble

where will the people go?
who will search for
& rescue

the night
from phosphorous, firefights
& small arms dealers?

who will sit w/ you
after your heart
attacks?

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful. Fitting for someone who seems to have been a beautiful person.

-V

Carter Quigg said...

Trevor:

June was my mentor as well. I was just feeling a need to reconnect to Haas Mroue and I did a random google search. I ended up on your page with the first click of my mouse. I think that it may be less cosmic and more about the fact that Haas Mroue's voice was not a popular one. I remember how he was so raw about the way his own people had not wanted to remember or hear this story. I can honestly say that I love him from having met him once. A dear, struggling, human man...Any way, I would love to know what you are teaching and how you are applying June's teachings. I think of her every day.

Be well, my compatriot, and remember, we are the ones we have been waiting for...

pk said...

a very genuine final salute, trevor.

with love,
preeti

Anonymous said...

A wonderful tribute to Haas, my son.
Thank you.
nm