Romella Kitchens Poems

A Poem For Pete Seeger:
It Is All Etched In Crayolas, January 28,2015

It is the coldest day, it is always the coldest
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If you have aged, it is not because
you have set out amongst the rocks
and cavernous dens of existence
to do so.
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La Tumbra Sin Nombre
The Unmarked Grave

The mother of plantains and holy thoughts
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The praying man does not let violence into his heart if his prayers are truly prayers.

He can be raised in violence.
He can have practiced violence at some point in
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The Immigrants

1.
It is incorrect in a society to have an exile that
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Oregon

Oregon, I remember you. The way your
trees were unregretful and made imploring love
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Think about it...The more ugly the world treats one group of people
the more beautiful they become.

Consider how the human creature had walked the earth for all these
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Maybe I was a cricket or maybe the haiku-like wisdom and vantage point surmised in it's burgeoning or perhaps just the intent:

A cricket sings high up in a tree.
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If perhaps I had not belief there can sometimes be better in the world, I would have not seen the bird that day.
Sitting at a suburban front door.
Then, this rush of feathers and soul.
The air so clean beneath its wings/
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East St. Louis

Sorrow is not done for the Black man.
Here it comes, pouring down like
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