Now’s not the time to tell your story. They said. Not when the
skies are ablaze, not when we wonder if the edges can be pulled
together again, not when a contrived dystopia keeps spawning
reasons for the anticlimactic end. There is a hierarchy of suffering,
a taxonomy of hurt, your role now is to pause, to witness, to
gather shards of cloud-grief and sew them into the first rain. They
said. In ashes and smoke, there are no real choices: thunderstorm or
tomorrow, open wound or pregnant river, right…no, righteousness or
the farce of empty parentheses? How will you frame your mistakes?
Save your story for another ear. For another night that will not
touch naked skin with battle-stained fingers. Waiting or the cry
of wild jasmine crushed underfoot. Choose one now. They said.
“They said” is well said. I’ve never tried to follow them. Sometimes it ends up with “us” vs “them” and where that leads.
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True that. Thanks Joel.
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“They” will do anything to keep us silent. Get us to deny our thoughts, feelings, emotions, because they know when we allow ourselves to validate them, next comes action.
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Thank you 🙂
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You are most welcome, Rajani.
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Too often we listen to what “they say”
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So true… the narrative is designed to sway… takes a lot to stay the course.
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Not so long ago, someone asked me–in a rather heated tone–how I dared write about pretty things when the world is pretty much on fire. I told her because the world is on fire, of course. People, society, culture… say so many things about how we deal with loss and grief and suffering, and so many of the things aren’t really right. I choose to acknowledge the pain, do what I can about it, and still celebrating what makes life worth living and saving. If not, what would be the point?
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Well said! Sometimes a narrative is framed and disseminated by so many, so well… that it almost seems blasphemous to question it… but we need to piece together the broken parts in ways that make sense to us, even if it means choosing a different path!
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Exactly.
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“gather shards of cloud-grief and sew them into the first rain”
The tears of grief shed by today’s world
much💜love
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Thank you, Gillena.
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Now is the time for concentrating on others … my complaints can wait. Well done!
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Thanks Helen.
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I have had that question too. What to do with it all? But still we write. I think of ends and death.
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Thank you, Colleen.
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Fine stuff alright; but those closing 3 lines….BLAMMO!
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Thanks so much, Ron.
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‘Between two evils, choose neither.’ (C.H. Spurgeon)
We may not seem to have a lot of choice, but perhaps there is still some way we may choose not to be complicit.
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Yeah, I agree. It’s hard to separate the truth from the noise, but I think we just have to keep going as best as we can… each with their own version of the truth!
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Well-written!
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Thank you Roshni.
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“gather shards of cloud-grief and sew them into the first rain” I relate to this line, a lot.
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Thanks so much, Khaya. Glad you are looking up again and returning to blogging.
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There is a hierarchy of suffering, for sure. I love the lines about sewing cloud-grief into the first rain. This is beautiful, Rajani.
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Thanks so much, Sherry 🙂
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Love “gather shards of cloud-grief and sew them into the first rain.”
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Thank you 🙂
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Such raw lamentation, beautifully wrought. “There is a hierarchy of suffering,a taxonomy of hurt, your role now is to pause, to witness, to gather shards of cloud-grief and sew them into the first rain.”
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Thanks so much 🙂
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Dave Bonta at Via Negativa liked it, too. It is in this week’s Poetry Blog Digest.https://www.vianegativa.us/2022/03/poetry-blog-digest-2022-week-10/
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Thanks for mentioning that. Am very grateful to Via Negative for including my poem. So much wonderful work in that compilation, it’s an honour to be part of it.
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