Hello Friends,
Today's poem comes from Split This Rock, keepers of The Quarry: A Social Justice Poetry Database. Lisa Suhair Majaj is a Palestinian-American poet who resides in Cyprus.
Enjoy.
Ellen
because wind soughs in the branches of trees
like blood sighing through veins
because in each country there are songs
huddled like wet-feathered birds
because even though the news has nothing new to say
and keeps on saying it
NO still fights its way into the world
because for every bomb that is readied
a baby nestles into her mother
latches onto a nipple beaded with milk
because the tulips have waited all winter
in the cold dark earth
because each morning the wildflowers outside my window
raise their yellow faces to the sun
because we are all so helplessly in love
with the light
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