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Bob Holman New Member |
posted 09-20-2001 01:01 PM
   
In times of crisis poets loose words IP: Logged |
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Steve Zeitlin Member |
posted 09-20-2001 02:42 PM
only to find them again IP: Logged |
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lwilcken Member |
posted 09-20-2001 02:43 PM
and the wisewoman said: crisis = danger + opportunity IP: Logged |
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George Zavala Member |
posted 09-20-2001 02:46 PM
Como el fénix, alzemonós de entre las cenizas un pueblo unido, un pueblo amante, un pueblo intolerante del odio. (Like the Pheonix, let us rise from the ashes, a united people, a loving people, a people intolerant of hate.) IP: Logged |
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jeffbeam New Member |
posted 09-21-2001 09:13 AM
As the phoenix let us wear gold round our necks: let us dress in purple grief and praise; let our azure feathers glint with rose remembrance, let us stoke the fires that cleanse and remake us [This message has been edited by jeffbeam (edited 09-21-2001).] IP: Logged |
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BobH Member |
posted 09-21-2001 02:42 PM
Let's do Nothing -- Let's listen to Silence IP: Logged |
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erik Member |
posted 09-21-2001 07:52 PM
Let's do anything to be between our lobes & valves IP: Logged |
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Denise New Member |
posted 09-22-2001 10:37 AM
Let's dream our flying dreams again, let's collect the scattered polka dots and put them into coffee cups IP: Logged |
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joedobkin Member |
posted 09-24-2001 04:20 PM
plink. plink. "Thanks" IP: Logged |
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andruid New Member |
posted 09-25-2001 04:46 PM
my lungs are seared by the smoke of burning buildings and burning flesh. my hope is disfigured by political backlash. assaulted, not protected, by "the war on terrorism". the president says all must choose sides. perhaps a terrorist is one who is on another side. violence passed across from person to person, from government to government, from corporation to corporation. violence passed down through generations. a rise in the stock prices of cutting edge surveillance manufacturers. whatever it is, i'm against it. fredonia's going to war. evasive manoeuvers. jokes to circumnavigate. loose words -- the antidote that emerges. IP: Logged |
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gbj Member |
posted 09-25-2001 07:29 PM
and i watch it unfurl through the eyes of my 12-year old daughter. the innocence of the innocents is no more. IP: Logged |
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hys201 New Member |
posted 09-26-2001 12:12 PM
Love, Peace, Hope/Faith, is a road that we pave for ourselves. The integrity of such ideas can only be seen through the souls that we only wish we can redeem from the dawn of our being. IP: Logged |
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Jill Bressler New Member |
posted 09-26-2001 02:42 PM
Maybe we should tell them our names. Maybe we can learn their names. Maybe then we can find words to share together. IP: Logged |
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gbj Member |
posted 09-26-2001 05:41 PM
who are they? who are we? am I you? are you me? IP: Logged |
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BobH Member |
posted 09-26-2001 09:42 PM
Out the window, PS 234, the birds are on fire IP: Logged |
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Steve Zeitlin Member |
posted 09-27-2001 09:51 AM
Looking out the window from a school in Lower Manhattan, a child asked his teacher, "How come the birds are all on fire." IP: Logged |
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rob New Member |
posted 09-28-2001 04:34 PM
fire rising turning into smoke into smog into sky into air we breathe, cough IP: Logged |
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reality New Member |
posted 09-28-2001 05:02 PM
Will it illumine, there are no sides? IP: Logged |
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vincentkatz New Member |
posted 09-28-2001 06:11 PM
sports star tv high to the religion-bound IP: Logged |
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johny paiaso New Member |
posted 09-29-2001 02:24 AM
endangered species; sad to see them suffer so, though they work together to help heal unity is a blessing IP: Logged |
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bevin shaw New Member |
posted 09-29-2001 02:42 AM
outdide this window? ash tracks crossing an accident of perfect glass and the sigh of other shaded lightbulbs, in other offices, other rooms. IP: Logged |
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janmclaughlin New Member |
posted 09-30-2001 08:31 AM
Wind rolls up the valley in its usual crescendo. Morning. Better to fly than do nothing. Better to fly. IP: Logged |
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Susan Katz Member |
posted 09-30-2001 04:07 PM
and pyres of the phoenix and the turtle burned wholly IP: Logged |
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gbj Member |
posted 09-30-2001 05:21 PM
on the 70th floor the man and woman looked into each other's eyes, saw through each other's fear, held each other's hand and flew; away from the pyre and into the sky IP: Logged |
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Susan Katz Member |
posted 10-01-2001 01:31 AM
gone Calder, gone Nevelson, gone Lichtenstein, gone Miro, gone too in the gray, acrid smoking ovens. IP: Logged |
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crowheart New Member |
posted 10-01-2001 10:21 AM
eagle soaring over spies the glowing ember in a smoking village far from sleep unprotected by her warriors, safety's burning ever in the hearts of countless loyal firekeeps. IP: Logged |
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especk New Member |
posted 10-01-2001 06:09 PM
Do not presume to know, it is our place to mourn and to attend to the living, do not presume to hate or to understand, we do not bleed. IP: Logged |
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Huriyah New Member |
posted 10-02-2001 09:55 PM
dig for the strength to step out and ride the wind IP: Logged |
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Paddy Bowman New Member |
posted 10-03-2001 08:40 AM
Let our arms encircle children In need of comfort In search of peace IP: Logged |
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kenism New Member |
posted 10-03-2001 11:26 AM
in the distance wailing souls get lost in whispers of death but the silence of the blood of innocents is deafening IP: Logged |
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AquarianM New Member |
posted 10-03-2001 11:32 AM
Six thousand angels wrapped around our souls, IP: Logged |
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Karen Karpowich New Member |
posted 10-03-2001 05:10 PM
From downtown dust drifts up, a fine mist it follows us we run up streets trying not to look back but we wonder how fast can you run how many times can you die IP: Logged |
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aerohead New Member |
posted 10-03-2001 08:35 PM
through tough rubber boots the fireman’s feet still blister— a dog yelps in pain IP: Logged |
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rmetzger New Member |
posted 10-04-2001 01:48 PM
give me a history more ancient than 3 weeks give me potions to erase days from calendars to resurrect skylines IP: Logged |
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Susan Katz Member |
posted 10-05-2001 12:56 AM
give me hope in times of crisis IP: Logged |
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BINDA23 Member |
posted 10-05-2001 01:09 PM
the day hangs heavy on the sidewalks red sun rise broken sky line dust like snow clouds the radio muttering war crys young faces melted dead only uglyness remains Osama bin laden i am haunted by your morning empty hate face IP: Logged |
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kenwolman New Member |
posted 10-05-2001 11:01 PM
For one moment, the hypernormal of music can tilt back the seesaw, restore the illusion of Normal, we know it is illusion but for one night will accept its respite. IP: Logged |
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Steve Zeitlin Member |
posted 10-06-2001 10:23 AM
And the smoke rose like dry ice On a scultural work of art As the moviemakers rushed to the scene And the Twin Towers turned into the Collisseum and the criss crossed girders of a tall city of commerce Stripped of its function looked like lace Its symbolism twisted in the dawn's early light. IP: Logged |
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Susan Katz Member |
posted 10-06-2001 11:56 PM
and we fell into shock and disbelief and screamed murder murder murder as we died. as we lived. and we are thousands of lifelines IP: Logged |
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gbj Member |
posted 10-09-2001 05:46 PM
desperate for a piece of silence, the silence of peace IP: Logged |
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