He knows why the caged bird beats its wing He knows that love is a quest Searching for contentment freedom guarded secrets of beauty Beauty does not save the bird No dignity in cages Yearning for the cloud’s great secrets Cuts and stings and songs for freedom He offers honey and salt Though… Continue reading honey, salt, and sympathy
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a plea for Beauty
I see you in the wholeness of edges I know you Still fighting to hold truth Tormented by your brethren, without whom you cannot exist Desecration has overtaken I miss you these days Found in reuination The corpse of tradition Somefind longing for a privileged past Most plea for decency in a universal future… Continue reading a plea for Beauty
Change
I asked my friends on Election Day, at 2 in the morning, when there was no longer any doubt of the outcome, to tell me this was all a nightmare; to tell me to wake up. To ask how I could move on learning what I learned from this election. One of my friends told… Continue reading Change
A letter to my white Austin liberals
We are all hurting right now. The events of the past few weeks have left many of us lost, broken, sad, angry, in shock, in disbelief. In short, grieving. White folks seem to be grieving in many cases for the loss of a way of life, of a country and nationalism that they grew… Continue reading A letter to my white Austin liberals
Letter for school- or how I went back to College
Strange, this. Writing about my life, as a poet, has often come easily to me. Telling you why I should be awarded financial aid has been a struggle. Assuredly there were hardships, extenuating circumstances, and to a point, my own poor decisions. I was a street kid for around six years. There was a period… Continue reading Letter for school- or how I went back to College
there is so much to say that i'm not sure there are words pain is consuming me to the point of agony stealing my joy holding my foot on the stool is misery necessary for creation? i don't know, but it certainly seems to help i long for the days when i was free free… Continue reading
A Thought in Two Parts
Part I And it is magnificent. The world that births us, that holds us in the crux of its veracity, That tends to each of us as we amplify the vibrations emitted from our deepest latitudes; To love, to honor, to cherish The permanence of transformation. This is the rectitude that I have held in… Continue reading A Thought in Two Parts
some thoughts on loving oneself, or, how i got drunk on a thursday night in october
Someone told me recently that I am really mean to myself. It might have even been me. I read a Khalil Gibran quote yesterday, he said, “God told me to love my enemy, and I obeyed and loved myself.” loving myself. I still don't understand what that means. I made it to 31 years of… Continue reading some thoughts on loving oneself, or, how i got drunk on a thursday night in october
I miss you so
I wish you were here to read these words, though I know you can feel their imprint upon my heart. What an amazing man you are, I’m sure the best there has ever been. How blessed I have been to know you, to live in the echoes of your eternity. I’ve been walking around in… Continue reading I miss you so
New Mexico
It is hot and lonely on this empty stretch of road. Thank God for Danny, and thank God he's finally leash trained. This would be infinitely worse if I was having to carry a 55 lb pit bull, they are quite squiggly. I was so excited ot make my way out this time. I can… Continue reading New Mexico
Rhie Azzam Morris 