Amy Goodman, Denis Moynihan: Beware the Republican Plot to Steal the 2024 Election
Republicans are mounting an all-out assault on the election process that journalist Ari Berman refers to as a “five-alarm fire for democracy.”
Scott Silsbe: Two Poems
That was the summer of the unrelenting wildflower smoke.
George Yancy: The Violent “Othering” of Palestinians
Anti-Arab, anti-Muslim and political racism overlap in othering of Palestinians, says Palestinian scholar Yasmeen Daher.
Hiba Abu Nada: I Grant You Refuge
I grant you refuge in knowing
that the dust will clear,
and they who fell in love and died together
will one day laugh.
Video: The Blossom, by William Blake
Performed by Wienananda, a group of Sahaja yogis in Vienna.
Margo Berdeshevsky: After the Auguries…
Where are medicines for vengeances, where
are cures in what palm of whose open hand.
Marc Bekoff: Tasty Bacon or Fellow Being? The Paradox of How We Relate to the Intelligence and Emotions of Pigs
Every piece of bacon comes from a unique personality.
karla k. morton: Chow Chow
It could be a religion, this relish—
what’s left over,
fall’s last stand
before the death-breath of frost.
Lourdes Medrano: Who’s Helping Asylum Seekers?
Asylum seekers hoping to enter the U.S. are turning to grassroots organizations for information, safety, and dignity.
Reginald Shepherd: Hesitation Theory
I drift into the sound of wind,
how small my life must be
to fit into his palm like that, holly
leaf, bluejay feather, milkweed fluff
Jessica Corbett: Russia’s Foreign Minister Warns US That World War III Wouldn’t Be Confined to Europe
Russian Foreign Minister Sergey Lavrov on Tuesday warned the United States that if the war in Ukraine escalates into a wider military conflict, a potential World War III would not be limited to battlefields in Europe.
Pablo Otavalo: Étude
On the outstretched arm of a pinwheel galaxy
and doomed to be free. Into the bonfire
the vanities, as into a cave
the light.
Paul Christensen: At Sea on the Queen Mary Two
In the decks above, life was throbbing and squirming in anticipation of some event that would never come. Or if it came, would be so gradual as to be uneventful. The sea told me that.
Susan Kelly-DeWitt: Estate Sale
The day grew hot; the yard
held the heat until the late shade
gathered it. Deep in shadow
the ghosts convened
