Living in the last days….
Please help the people of Houston, Lord, and of Chicago, Moscow, Damascus
By Gary Corseri I think there are many questions that surround the incident in Charlottesville…, but our media, our “historians,” and too many academicians fix or fixate on one line of questioning or inquiry. Then, they “stick to their guns,” shut off further investigation, further probing. About the Lee statue, I had to wonder: “Why […]
By Gary Corseri Dogs live in a world of smells— succulent, sensual: a melange of sexuality–known and unknown, friendly and prohibitive. They’re color-blind, love blindly, lead the blind (when so inclined). Dogs live in the world of Now—leaping catching frisbees, canines gripping, tail-wagging; or—snarling, menacing, loyal to a fault—and faultlessly alert to […]
THE WHORE NAMED WAR By Gary Corseri The Whore named War lassoed the President, let him lay in lascivious arms; while the Ministers and the Secretary and the People gawked in violaceous light she made them come over and over and over. Though they hated her runny-mascara, caking-rouge mawkish montage, they loved […]
During our recent “celebration” of Memorial Day, I heard the rumblings of muscular motorcycles outside my window, on the streets below my apartment in Washington, D.C. There seemed to be many such displays in public places or on TV. A former judge in my apartment building told me about “festivities” taking place at the Kennedy […]
“Me and My Shadow-Drone” By Gary Corseri Me and my Shadow-Drone went “walking” down the lane. “If you wouldn’t mind,” I told the Drone, “I’d really like to be alone….” “Computing…,” said the Drone— making some computer noise– “You are unhappy with our present arrangement?” (There was just enough of the […]
Living in the Last Days….
A poem for Lynne, October 1939-March 2017
Leader Khamenei stressed a “dignified” response to threats and bullying.
I expect these two men to cooperate — Johan Galtung
We live in an Age of Distractions–false premises, false promises.
Look for substance, and you will not find it. It’s a mirage. A chimera. It’s smoke in your hands.
I think it’s outrageous that Black voters would be the deciding factor in support of Hillary Clinton’s limp campaign. — Cynthia McKinney
Not a question, not an opinion expressed about recent riots in Baltimore or Ferguson, Missouri or the very questionable deaths of Michael Brown, Sandra Bland, Freddie Gray, Samuel DuBose
Koto strings are plucked briskly, violently, then are still. The shakuhachi lingers, fades…
GAZA WRITES BACK is one of those very rare books that depicts war in slow motion.
I’ll Take Down My Flag, When You Take Down Yours!
Dylann Roof is responsible for his unconscionable crimes. But, so is the society that spawned him.
Where… between this moment–and timelessness?
Why is this world so sad? Do you have a religious answer? A faith-based answer?
Americans have been “sold” on war since our colonial days.
War is a horror. Always. What am I doing to stop and prevent it?”
Americans need to understand that they have lost their country.
“Only that day dawns to which we are awake.”