Wednesday, October 07, 2009

Intifada Poems

It's hard to write haiku 4 Palestine

b/c you must go
sofarsofast then slingshot
poems like cold stones

I say what I can
but Palestine needs
bread & land more than my poems

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slingshot rocks rail walls
bricks & bullets rain down sharp
26 more dead

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water sucked from stones
slingshots versus tank grenades
blood seeps down brick walls

w/ this blood we draw borders
through Jerusalem, Jenin

Gaza Strip bare ribs
kids inhale bullets like air
homes collapse like lungs

forgive us our trespasses
give us this day our day's bread

Ahmad's Bullet

I struggle to write
you down
Ahmad
I struggle to fit
your knuckles & how
you brushed them over
my adam's apple
after fastening your bullet
necklace around my neck

I peel back
pages of notes
poems scrawled in the heated
moment barely
legible the bare details buried
b/w all my words
& all this war

I struggle
to find that exact place
you touched me
that epicenter
sending aftershock
waves through my body
how can we
men
love one another
from where we breathe?
our tongues stretched
taut
snapping back & away
from each other

how can we men
love each other
when bullets & broken stones
are the only flying things in the sky?
how can I wear
your bullet
when I can't throw stones
next to you?