Ida is an old soul and the fiercest person I know. She was blessed with an abundance of that ‘no nonsense and why the hell not’, attitude.
Conversations this time had awakened deep feelings.
What must it be like going somewhere, and not know that feeling of sticking out like a sore thumb. Or, not having to endure the stares and the under- their- breaths mutterings.
Such feelings were never really shared out loud, they didn’t have to. They knew, being in the skin they were in. Ida too, had experienced this. On one occasion she was heard to say,
‘I didn’t know I was black till I came to America’. She would not elaborate.
But this too she tackled this with her attitude of “no, I do not weep at the world – I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife*.” This attitude had served her well; and serves her still.
*Zora Neale Hurston
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I don’t understand it
I’ve never understood it
Even when I’m knee deep in it
How can you love somebody with everything that is you
Then down the line
you can’t stand the air they breathe
What is that about?
Whose idea was that!
I don’t understand it!
Will I ever understand it?
Even though I’m knee deep in it?
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Tagged #AmWriting, #spilledink #spilled words, Adam Eve, confusion, Garden of Eden, hate, human frailties, love, photography, Puck |
the trampled on pride –
a growing cloud over love
a long recovery
emotions battle between
love hate, heart wants what it wants
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Daily Haiku Challenge
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Tagged #5 lines, challenge, haiku, hate, love, poetry, pride, prompt, senryu |
the sinew that unites us outweighs
the differences that are the causes of
conflicts that have us mourn
and wonder how could such things be
time to do the thinking with the other end
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Tagged cultural clashes, hate, religion, unspeakable deeds, war |