On Saturday, May 20th, four separate choirs joined together in a musical fundraising event in support of Hurricane survivors in the Gulf Coast. We raised $2500 in that event. Below is one of the poems I read that evening. It was written several summers ago (2003), when the war was so fresh on my mind:
Hope Over the Willamette
On the riverbank, a sienna night,
the symphony explodes in black and white.
It's an 1812 Overture. And we hesitate
in the patriotic.
A raging red Mars enters our sky
while the war still simmers, shock of the world,
in a cauldron of gray. And yet
a single goose sails by.
A bold gift, innocence begun? And the moon
rises on the largo like a New World arrival,
still wet from birth
and teary-eyed wonder.
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