Meditation on Being Hueman (for Kobe)

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A Meditation on Being Hueman for Kobe by Greg Powell

(for Kobe) The truth is we all walk through the valley of the shadow of death. And we all have opportunities to experience mountaintops. We have more in common than what we allow to separate us. The hoarders of wealth and power make great effort to distract and scare us away from this simple reality. We want to live in […]

Fragments of a Dream

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For Martin Luther King, Jr. Jagged edges. Broken echoes. dream shards of holy war assault senses in fitful sleep. Chaotic visions run arpeggios down passage streams of days. I remember Martin, strident prophesying song weathered dim and distant in nebulous rust of years. Dream fragments resuscitate voices/ broken echoes from mausoleums of long time gone. they rise, singing songs of […]

New Year’s Psalm of Hope

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New Year's Psalm of Hope- Poetry by Greg Powell

another journey of green and deep blue Mother around sun. everything is a journey. through black spaces black matter black veins of universe womb. and tomb. and womb again. I pray she forgives our sins and refuses to die to us. but does forgiveness come without repentance. i hate my suv drinking dinosaur residue/ shitting death to the air we […]

Are You Ready to Rumble?

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Ready to Rumble, commentary by Greg Powell

I don’t think Democrats can box. They follow the Queensbury rules, have good conventional form and style. But when the boxing intensifies into a fight, and things get down and dirty, the focus is trained more towards appealing to norms of boxing than punching their way off the ropes. Like “Iron Mike” said: “Everybody has a plan until they get […]

Rushing Rio Grande

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Rushing Rio Grande by Greg Powell

Dad to diaper- Daughter death Hug drowned in America. The decline From Hell pit to Shit hole. What Was that last hug Like Rushing Rio Grande? Was it The final bye like Terminal expiration In hospital without The pause to grieve. Or was there time: Grinding slowly, tears And river, screams stifled Burbling speech silenced Muted by lungs filling. Like […]

A Fish Market Easter Revelation

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Fish Market Easter Revelation by Greg Powell for Being Hueman

A Fish Market Easter Revelation Normally the 71st street Fish Market runs with astonishing efficiency, which has been the case in all the years I’ve come here. My dad would bring me here on Saturday mornings as a child. They’ve been here a long time. Not too many community gathering spots like this still exist. I still make the trek […]

Gladys Knight, Super Bowl, Sweet Potato Pie, and How the Boycott Won

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Legendary singer Gladys Knight’s decision to sing the national anthem for the Super Bowl has sparked much controversy. Seemingly every A-list performer in the nation has rejected the NFL’s desperate attempt to have the type of half-time extravaganza we Super Bowl viewers have come to expect. This boycott has been in support of Colin Kaepernick “taking the knee” to protest […]

P.O.T.S.: The Diagnosis, Part 1

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P.O.T.S. A Satirical Perspective by Greg Powell

P.O.T.S.: The Diagnosis, Part 1 These are perplexing times in the USA. Especially for people of color, thinking women, immigrants seeking legal asylum, and decent human beings. A man who embodies practically everything we teach our children to be wrong, sinful, and stupid…actions and verbiage that would definitely lead my wife to impeach my child and sentence him to time […]

Tiger and The Old Man

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Tiger and the Old Man, a Perspective from Greg Powell, Photo by City News/TV24

Tiger and the Old Man It’s first Sunday late night in the church basement. Congregation members have long gone home. The Old Man is holding court with a group of neighborhood church pastors and ministers. He lives at the church. He offers this space and time for highly stressed ministers to unburden and unwind. Books and ancient manuscripts of every […]