Monday, December 14, 2009

For THOSE who died LOVING the POWERLESS

photo credit to fotopedia here

A Poem to be Written Collectively...

There has been a terrible accident and so far at least four people, friends of my friends have died. I'm feeling SO deeply for all involved. More on the specifics later. For now, the partial line which keeps coming to me is just the beginning of a poem...

For those who died loving the powerless...

I'm wondering if this poem might best be written COLLECTIVELY with various here who are activists and have a poetic-bent? - or even those with deeply-feeling hearts and souls - those who's own memories of loss are still unresolved or resolved or freshly remembered? Other activists who happen to come by today? Any who have gone through losing sisters, brothers, companions on this journey? Maybe we would write this together in a universal manner without details except the most common and without any nationality or religion or even ideology specified in this one case.

Here's another version of the above line:
Because of those who died loving...

Send your feelings and memories in ANY of the following languages as I now have people I know in each of them willing to translate:

French, German, Urdu, Italian, Spanish, Arabic, Teso (Ugandan), and some languages from other African nations...Or even other languages for which together we might find translators?

No need even to send full lines or stanzas...just analogies, feelings, a line remembered from powerful literature or film, a partial line which comes to you with depth and emotion startling memory of your own?

I will try my best to somehow form what I am able to do - with or without the help of other poets - into One Poem or some sort of unified form...

As I was speaking with a lady who sold used books about this recent loss of friend across the world and mentioning the creature which may have been the reason for tragic accident (Perhaps the most detailed report said it was that it was a donkey.

Yet for the sake of universal connections any of us driving along such a road may well have encountered a similarly powerless deer or goat or a sheep?) she said "Well many consider something as powerless as such a creature to be without value and yet, who knows what that animal may have meant to the family to whom it belonged?" And suddenly my tears kept flowing as I imagined that the driver (and possibly the riders) collectively chose not to hit this creature for these reasons...as people whose life together was based on loving the powerless in many forms.


Children protesting the violence which kept their schools closed in Peshawar
found on news service IRIN February 2, 2006


Rural scene from a Day Out (on internet public space)

4 comments:

Connie L. Nash said...

USE my email if you'd like or comment here:

newlease7@yahoo.com

Since this is a COLLECTIVE effort, most likely this will be done anon...

Here are some beautifully simple lines from a dear friend to help inspire this effort. Thank you so much, friend of soul...

Hi
This is my small contribution:

FOR THOSE WHO DIED LOVING THE POWERLESS

Their strife was for bridging gaps

Their endeavors for balancing acts

They were seeking for others what they had

The friends of powerless are dead

Connie L. Nash said...

Here's another line from another friend...

"with hearts open we dove into the streets of stone, hoping..."

There are more to add soon and to put into a poem by the week's end, I am hoping

Insha Allah...Salaam

Connie L. Nash said...

Just a few more days for this effort - HERE in Comments or to me Connie (COLLECTIVE POEM) in heading
newlease7@yahoo.com

Connie L. Nash said...

Lines from your favorite poets are welcome and will either be paraphrased of if quoted directly, credit will be given to poet.