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Walk the broken path
throw open the massive door
walk the halls where
nature has reclaimed the floor
and the corners where the vine creeps
Listen for the echo
of long unheard laughter
and ignored weeping
and the smallest sigh
Dance in the dust
fallen at your feet
throw out your arms
and twirl in the sunlight
through the broken window pane
Originally posted on Trish Causey's ArousedWoman Blog:
Tonight I will be singing at an Irish pub here on the Gulf Coast of Mississippi, singing songs of Irish resistance to British oppression. The songs span centuries of Irish history and subjugation at the hands of the English and tell the tales of British invasion, British occupation of Irish lands, the British genocide of the Irish Gaelic people, the theft of Irish Gaelic culture, language, music, and traditions.
I will sing some songs in Irish Gaelic. I will sing about a people’s centuries-long struggle for freedom from its oppressor.
Interestingly, when I talk openly about the “Yes Scotland” vote, many of the dissenters are mostly Americans and have said that freedom from Britain is not a good idea for Scotland. This is shocking to me as these Americans are clearly forgetting their own history, that we went through this exact process over 200 years ago. The difference is that we…
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Occasionally, someone takes all the thoughts rolling around chaotically in your head and puts them together flawlessly.
“I speak of new cities and new people,” he wrote. “…The past is a bucket of ashes … yesterday is a wind gone down, a sun dropped in the west …there is … only an ocean of tomorrows, a sky of tomorrows.”~~~from “Prairie” Carl Sandburg used in a speech by President Barack Obama today at Knox College