27 March 2009

April Fool

since feeling is first

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
--the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

-ee cummings

15 March 2009

My Letter to the Obama Administration- for the Jaguars and the Wolves

This letter will be forwarded to the Obama Administration, via The Center for Biological Diversity, an organization out of Arizona, who is spearheading the campaign to end the slaughter of our American Jaguars, because of the recent murder of Macho B, one of the only seen Jaguars in our American Southwest... And This is Also for the Wolves, soul of my soul, upon whom the Bush administration declared a merciless war, revoking their endangered species status, and allowing the hunters to fire at will. The humans Will PAY, sooner then they know. In the meantime, I Pray...

"Carnivores are NECESSARY to the balance of the natural world. How could ANY human being think that they are more intelligent than the Force that created this world?! God made absolutely NO mistakes in the creation of the creatures of earth and the relationships that they have in the Web of Life- except perhaps in the creation of human beings. We are terribly out of balance with the Earth that provides us with EVERYTHING that we need to be alive. STOP killing the Jaguars-- AND the WOLVES. Respect the creatures of the Earth. Any fear that humans have of any creature is born out of ignorance and minds that are in the Dark.
If this is truly a New administration- make it not only for the People, but for the Creatures of which we are Supposed to be the Caretakers- NOT destroyers.I hope you do more than just "think about it". DO Something NOW- be an example of stewardship of our Wildlife to the entire world.

-Rev. Ursula Carrie Wilkerson
Woodstock, NY "

08 March 2009

For My Lost Loves, Not Lost, Love

If You Forget Me
by Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine