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Heidi Mordhorst hosts today’s Poetry Friday round-up at My Juicy Little Universe
Today marks the 57th. anniversary of the March on Washington. Looking at photographs of the signs people carried then, I was struck by how many of them (just about all, actually) are sadly true and relevant today. We have such a long way to go as a nation to be that “more perfect Union” promised in our Constitution.
I discovered the poet Warsan Shire in a New Yorker profile written some years ago. She is brilliant, and this poem of hers really resonates with me on this particular day:
Home – Warsan Shire
no one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark you only run for the border
when you see the whole city running as well