Maha Hilal: Carceral Imperialism
The legacy of the U.S. war in Iraq is, among other things, torture.
Richard Levine: Spring Ephemerals
We are met in this clearing, on this hill,
a breeze pronouncing itself in the still
bare tree crowns.
John Edward Simms: The Friendship Sweater and Radical Neutrality
A Response to the Editor’s “A Note to Our Readers Concerning Vox Populi’s Coverage of the War on Gaza”
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer: The Grand Quilt
I don’t believe we can stitch together
only scraps of beauty, squares of light.
George Yancy and Judith Butler: Universities Have Failed Their Democratic Mission by Repressing Gaza Protests
Universities are using draconian measures against student protesters who refuse to deem Palestinian suffering “unreal.”
James Crews: Finding my Mother
The day you passed away, I stumbled
along icy sidewalks, searching for any
sign of you
KATIE MYERS: How Folklore Can Shape Our Climate Futures
As climate change fractures communities, folklorists help stitch them back together.
Michael Simms: Leaving Walden
Is it true the distance between atoms
is proportionate to the distance between stars
and the world we know is mostly empty space?
Toi Derricotte: The Minks
In the backyard of our house on Norwood,
there were five hundred steel cages lined up,
each with a wooden box
roofed with tar paper
Norman Solomon: War Culture Hates the Ethical Passion of the Young
In the Thrall of a Dominant Death Culture
Virginia Raguin: Artists created images of Christ that focused not on historical accuracy but on reflecting different communities
Throughout history, artists have created images of Christ that speak to different communities.
Gerald Fleming: On Ascension Thursday
Young prodigy. Has a way with words. Brings someone out of a coma. Preaches peace, rages against bankers, tries his hand at carpentry, sexy woman loves him, meets his friends for dinner every week, they drink wine, talk, he says smart things, then, random as the rest of us, he’s killed. Gets to ascend to heaven.
Mark Rudd: Columbia students are sick at heart — just as we were in ‘68
What is the ethical response to witnessing a great moral crime?
Dawn Potter: Piers Plowman
Who mutters the low notes, croons the old riversift,
water tumbling into stone and sand? Who trembles
the cows clustered in the thin shade of the high hill?
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