Reflections

3 Poems at Springtime

[Prefatory Note: Theodor Adorno’s unforgettable remark of 1983 continues
to challenge and even haunt: “to write poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric.”
When I first encountered such a startling sentiment II was grateful to be reminded
that to engage normally involves turning a blind eye toward acute and massive
suffering, at least briefly. Today there are many horrors inflicted on innocent decent people

Julian Assange: Criminal or Benefactor?

Julian Assange: Criminal or Benefactor?
 
I suppose it is of interest that Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton have found something to agree about—the criminal indictment of Julian Assange.  Trump is acutely vulnerable to the exposure of truth and Clinton blames her electoral defeat in 2016 partly on what WikiLeaks disclosed about her improper use of a government computer to send private emails. Such are the perverse ways of the deeply unjust.
 

Recommending REST IN MY SHADE

I want to recommend Rest in My Shade: A Poem About Roots by Nora Lester Murad and Danna Masad. It is a beautifully crafted story of the Palestinian ordeal as understood through a primary metaphor of the olive tree, so bound up with Palestinian identity, both because of the rootedness to place of olive trees and the life nurturing qualities of olive oil. The book is a brilliant collaboration between its authors and a group of world class Palestinian painters. The lyric words of the text give clear meanings to the vibrant beauty of the visual art.