#July
#poetry

July

Begins as it ends
Radiant lemonade sky
Grows heavy gray wool

Static builds
Molten air blows thick
Until one

White
Hot thunder
Bolt

I am “one small republic of unconquered spirit.”

Rebecca Solnit
Hope in the Dark: Untold Histories, Wild Possibilities. (2015)

#Resist
#RebeccaSolnit

I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain.

― James Baldwin

The Fire Next Time
(1963)