About Blocking Highway I-5 in the Light of the 400 Iraqi Civilains Who Were Also in the Wrong Place at the Wrong Time. January 15, 1991- February 13, 1991. On the 15th of January, the slaughter. Had not yet begun, so we were not yet. I have been in mourning. I am not alone, though sometimes. Even to my own daughter, even to my own sister, and. My mother, I break out in tears, wetting. The telephone, futile and ridiculous. Is a civil war, tearing up.

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The Anniversary of Hiroshima, August 6, 1983. From my Chapbook, MOTHER EARTH TAKES TO SMOKING, 1988. The Anniversary of the Bombing of Hiroshima. Each in its own paper boat. They say that each small flame. Holds the spirit of one lost. That day - 38 years past -. The sky opened into light. A child exploded into fragments.

A holiday poem in honor of the circumstances, December 2008. Like none other I remember. I have to stick to politics. Because we have at last. A president who should at least. By rights be less than blinded. Solstice season, I wish you. Enough each month so that for sure.