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Sailing to My Grandfather

by Michael R. Burch

Sailing to My Grandfather
by Michael R. Burch

for George Edwin Hurt Sr.

This distance between us
—this vast sea
of remembrance—
is no hindrance,
no enemy.

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Home is such a little word,
Which covers such a lot,
From the old man in his easy chair,
To the baby in his cot.
It doesn't have to be a place,
Of antiques, gold or splendor,
Just a simple little cottage,
Full of joy, and truth, and candour.
Where from understanding parents,
You learn, the right from wrong.

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We Refugees

by Benjamin Zephaniah

I come from a musical place
Where they shoot me for my song
And my brother has been tortured
By my brother in my land.

I come from a beautiful place
Where they hate my shade of skin
They don't like the way I pray
And they ban free poetry.

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It All About Making Human History All Year

by Christen Kuikoua

See Dark skin just mean more sun block,
it got absolutely nothing to do with ‘Races’.
It Just means Your Ancestor lived in places closer to the Equator.
the Sun was stronger,
So they needed melanin in their skin to make it darker
and lighter skin just means less protection which is ideal in places.
Where the sun emits less intense ray
it’s just Evolution
our bodies adapting to keep us Safe.
So I agree Racist should never be together but human should

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The Duel

by Eugene Field

The gingham dog and the calico cat
Side by side on the table sat;
'T was half-past twelve, and (what do you think!)
Nor one nor t' other had slept a wink!
The old Dutch clock and the Chinese plate
Appeared to know as sure as fate
There was going to be a terrible spat.
(I wasn't there; I simply state
What was told to me by the Chinese plate!)

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Recent Family Poems

My poem to our defenders of Ukraine (in Ukrainian)

by Slava P, aka Maximus Decimus Meridius

Небо чисте, сонце ясне
День здаеться бути прекрасним
Да щось коробить душу,
Мабудь це війна, що залишае сушу.

Йде Москаль на Неньку
Бодай-тобі здих!
Та наші солдатики
Відстоять свій поріг!

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A letter to my stepmother

by Sharon Morgan

Tonight, I’d like to take my mother’s hand
Don’t replace my mother

Tomorrow and the day after
I’d want to remember my mother,

Don’t replace my her.

The next day and the following months
I’d like to keep her in my thoughts

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Cold Porridge

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Patrick, Pearl and Phillip were fond siblings, in halcyon days of fairy tales;
Long beloved of Mother and Father, like beloved ballads of all nightingales.

Father was a successful tailor, creating finest clothes for women and men;
And they dwelled in a village near the river, in teal days of now and then.

Mother sold elegant embroidery, quite pretty, and often much in demand;
Like unforgettable, sunset rainbows, the anon recurring, prismatic bands.

Pearl and her siblings frolicked in the fecund fields, with finest of friends;

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Inheritance

by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

The title of his book is eponymous
And so was the title of his father's
Own book and his father's father's
Own book, stretching to the back
Frame of their family book club.

A family haunted by shadows of
Ineluctable sarcasm, each member
Waned early, greyed early by way
Of early emulous propensities.

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Perfect daughter

by Astha Verma

It's a September morning
Everything inside me is breaking
Everything seems okay yet I am not fine
Can't control this mind of mine
It's easy for you to point at my defect
But I already know I am not perfect
No matter how much I do
It's never enough for you
I wanna do more just so you'll be happy
But they are not cooperating, my mind and body

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