If We Burn
What flares instead to replace our
privileged nights? And which
assemblage of words could reorder these
deaths into comprehension,
change I can’t breathe from epitaph
to actuated plea for help?
Are words ever enough?
Can we stack our indifference and fear
into a mile-high pyre, and torching it
watch them rise to nothingness,
disappearing through the clouds
into the streaming light of cold, dark stars?
Raise your hands and sing. Blow softly
upon the ember. Inhale and recall.
Do you still feel? Will you breathe?
Every fire needs oxygen.
Wow–Bravo!
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Thanks!
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Your words… they are haunting.
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Thank you. Or at least I think that’s a good thing.
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I completely agree. Extremely haunting! I haven’t been able to get on your blog as often as I want Robert (restrictions in school…not sure why!) but this is haunting and mesmerising. My favourite lines are:
“Are words ever enough?
Can we stack our indifference and fear
into a mile-high pyre, and torching it
watch them rise to nothingness,”
Wow! Shivers!
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I’m glad you made it, Maggie. And thanks for your kind words.
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Anytime! And they are completely deserved.
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Incredible concept. phrasing, linking, …everything! I would add only this thought:
if we burn
we shall surely make an ash
out of ourselves
(Did you really think I was going to be serious?!)
Warmest Always,
Ron
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Well, almost. But no. I considered the source. 🙂
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I can’t get over this one–well worth the 2nd read, or more. Phenomenal.
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Then I’ve done something right. Thank you.
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The mob might be waiting somewhere, already … 🙂
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They’re there.
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Better to be prepared, then … 🙂
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Beautiful, powerful, and magical! And the images were very effective too. Well done!
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Thanks very much. I’m glad you think so.
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Deeply moving. You use the power of “mere” words to speak truth into the fearful space of violence and racism we are inhabiting. I like “change ‘I can’t breathe’ from epitaph to actuated plea for help”.
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Words aren’t enough, but they’re what I have to offer at this time, in this place.
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Reblogged this on Taknovrthewrld and commented:
by robert okaji
This. This is good.
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Thanks for reblogging!
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Powerful, Robert. I read it as a call back to life and passion. Wonderful!
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Thank you, as always.
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The logos is strong in you !
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Thank you.
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Reblogged this on Write Now and commented:
gorgeous writing, powerful restraint
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I appreciate the reblog!
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So many great “moments” in this poem. I feel its power.
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Thank you, Nadine. I appreciate your comment.
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Lovely Robert, thank you.
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Thank you.
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Reblogged this on midnighttheblues.
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Thank you for reblogging.
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Thank you. I reblogged this..May it cast some light in dark moment.
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this rightfully took my breath away.. I am in awe of your talent.
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You are very generous. Thank you.
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Love the undertone of searching and the wondering. Great use of metaphor.
Appreciate your work.
Diana
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Thank you, Diana. May we never stop searching and wondering.
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Powerful imagery. Loved it.
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Thanks, Ed. I appreciate your comment.
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moving!
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Thank you.
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Thanks for noticing our blog! Thanks for your poetry!
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Thanks for stopping by. I find vultures fascinating, and enjoyed your photos.
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Burn, baby, burn!
you might like this..
http://reverendhellfire.wordpress.com/2012/04/01/playing-with-fire/
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Thanks, Rev. I enjoyed it. You go burn!
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Every fire 🔥 truly needs oxygen – without that, we won’t burn! Nice one
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Exactly. Thank you.
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This is a remarkably original poem, written in your characteristically inimitable style. Thanks for liking my blog post. Nice to hear from you again!
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Thanks, Stew. How could I resist your blog?
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Your poem had an existential meaning for me. I enjoyed it. Thanks.
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Glad you enjoyed it. Thank you.
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Reblogged this on sentencedtoread and commented:
words and fire, power and light, this is a good one.
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Thanks for reblogging!
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Reblogged this on nosiphokota.
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Thanks for reblogging!
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