how beautiful the angry earth.
how disruptive.
like a teacher who finally
flips the table.
a neighborhood that sets its
shops on fire.
the immigrant children who
take mightily to the streets.
how beautiful the angry earth
and the way it makes us all
stop.
Beautiful. Makes me think of the phrase sacred anger. Amazing to me how much reading your handwriting adds to a poem. It’s like reading in 3D instead of just 2D
Beautiful. Makes me think of the phrase sacred anger. Amazing to me how much reading your handwriting adds to a poem. It’s like reading in 3D instead of just 2D