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Friday, December 22, 2017

The Loudest Voice is reprised by Vermont Public Radio

http://digital.vpr.net/post/grace-paley-reads-loudest-voice#stream/0
A holiday favorite, this highly anthologized short story is read by the late author Grace Paley. "The Loudest Voice" is an amusing tale about a little Jewish girl, chosen to play the lead in her school's Christmas pageant, and her family's reactions. Despite the story's popularity, Grace Paley's 1998 reading of it at Vermont Public Radio for New Letters On The Air was the first time she ever recorded it.
It was published in Grace Paley, The Collected Short Stories published by Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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Thursday, December 14, 2017

A Useful Overview of What Militarism Is Doing to Our Country

http://www.theamericanconservative.com/articles/the-deep-unfairness-of-americas-all-volunteer-force/
Ann Wright of Veterans for Peace posted this important article. The fact that it comes from The American Conservative is proof that there are some interesting changes happening in these United States.
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Monday, December 11, 2017

Grace’s Birthday is today. We miss her!







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Sunday, November 26, 2017

Sign at Thetfield Church


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Monday, October 16, 2017



Interviewed by Jonathan Dee, Barbara Jones, and Larissa MacFarquhar

ISSUE 124, FALL 1992


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Sunday, October 8, 2017

Christopher Koch on the PBS Vietnam Series

The Tragic Failure of Ken Burns Vietnam
By Christopher Koch, who in 1965 became the first American reporter to visit North Vietnam
There is so much to love about this series. The uncompromising scenes of combat, the voices of both Americans and Vietnamese, the historical context, the exposure of the utter incompetence of our military leaders, the terrific music that is frequently exactly where it should be, the slowly revealed powerful still images and Peter Coyotes’ wonderful narrative voice. Its tragic failure is its inability to hold anyone responsible for their actions.
Burns and Novick tell us that the war was begun “in good faith by decent people out of fateful misunderstandings, American overconfidence and …” whatever the current threat. That’s probably true of most wars. However, as we used to teach our children, you have to be accountable for your actions. If you kill someone speeding the wrong way down a one way street you’ll get charged with manslaughter even if you’re rushing someone to the hospital.
It’s the lack of accountability, the failure to prosecute those who lied to get us into the war, who encouraged battlefield tactics that resulted in the massacre of women and children, who authorized the indiscriminate bombing of civilian targets, who drenched Vietnam in chemical poisons that will cause birth defects and death for generation.
In order to maintain this central lie, Burns and Novick must establish a false balance between good and evil on both sides. Every time the United States is shown doing something bad, Burns and Novick show us how the Vietnamese also did bad things. In one absurd example, Coyote intones something like, “we called them ‘Dinks,’ ‘Gooks,’ ‘Mamasans;’ they called us ‘invaders’ and ‘imperialists.’” The GI terms are dehumanizing, but the Vietnamese terms are accurate. People who cross 3,000 miles of ocean to attack a country that has done them no harm, are accurately called ‘invaders.’ I suppose you could argue about the ‘imperialist’ charge.
Vietnamese soldiers killed some 58,000 Americans and wounded a couple of hundred thousand more. Buns and Novick put the number of Vietnamese we killed at 3 million, but most experts say it was more like 4 million and Vietnam says its 6 million, with more people continuing to die from unexploded ordinance and Agent Orange. We destroyed 60% of their villages, sprayed 21 million gallons of lethal poisons, imposed free fire zones (a euphemism for genocide) on 75% of South Vietnam. They attacked US military bases in their country and never killed an American on American soil. There are no equivalences here.
Burns and Novick do a good job of explaining that the United States worked with Ho Chi Minh during World War II and that Ho hoped to get our support after the war. They do not mention that having friendly relations with Communist countries was a successful strategy we used with Yugoslavia, because although it was Communist, Yugoslavia was also independent and a thorn in the Soviet Union’s side. Any minimal understanding of Vietnam’s history would have identified Vietnam’s fiercely independent streak. Intelligent leaders (anyone with half a brain) would have adopted the Yugoslav strategy in Vietnam.
This brings us to another central problem of the Burns and Novick series, Leslie Gelb’s smiling recollection (he looks so smug) that nobody knew anything about Vietnam and didn’t for several years. In fact, throughout the series, many people say “we should have known better.” Is ignorance really a good excuse for launching a brutal war and the war crimes that followed? Unmentioned is how easy it was to gather information on Vietnam. French historians and journalists had studied every aspect of the country and its culture during and after their defeat in the French Indo China war. Much of this material had been translated into English. That’s how I figured out in 1965 that we were going to lose the war in Vietnam.
Burns and Novick fail to mention my trip to North Vietnam in 1965 nor any of the other trips to North Vietnam by members of the American peace movement such as Tom Hayden, Staughton Lynd and Herbert Aptheker who went in January 1966 and members of Women’s Strike for Peace who went later. They only show us Jane Fonda’s trip in 1972, when she broadcast to US troops asking them to stop the bombing and was photographed sitting in an anti-aircraft gun. No one else who went to North Vietnam did either of these things.
Our earlier trips to North Vietnam were important, because we were the only Americans to witness the destruction being rained down on North Vietnam. Burns’ documentary shows lots of aerial shots of bombs and napalm going off (Mussolini’s son called them rosebuds blooming in the desert when he attack Ethiopia) but very few shots of the bomb’s effects on the ground in North Vietnam. We hear talk of precision bombing, but those of us who traveled to North Vietnam observed hospitals, schools, churches, markets, and working class neighborhoods utterly destroyed. And this was ten years before the war ended!
The Burns’ documentary doesn’t show us the makeshift hospitals with children and old people without arms and legs or suffering from horrendous burns, all victims of American bombing attacks. The documentary focuses our compassion on the American pilots who dropped the bombs.
In fact, the only heroes in Ken Burns’ Vietnam are American GI’s. Almost everyone else is their enemy: the Vietnamese they fought, the officers whoseabsurd strategy sent them to their deaths, and the American peace movement that struggled to end the war and bring them home. Burns and Novick portray the peace movement in the worst possible terms. In at least three places, they have moving sound bites about how returning soldiers were spit on or in other ways disrespected. It’s a false memory, at least in any general sense. They couldn’t find any visual support, no signs about baby killers, because it didn’t happen, or happened extremely rarely.
To me, this is the central flaw of Burns and Novick’s film, their failure to deal truthfully and equally with the peace movement. Six million Americans took part in the anti-war effort (only 2.7 million Americans served as soldiers). Everyone I knew in the peace movement honored the veterans and wanted justice for them. They studied books, took part in teach-ins, and watched newsreels. But Burns and Novick, with a couple of notable exceptions, characterize the peace movement as uninformed, chaotic, disrespectful, self absorbed and violent. At one point, they intercut 1969 pictures of kids at Woodstock wallowing in great music with soldiers fighting in Vietnam. What was that supposed to mean?
The kids who refused to go (many out of righteous opposition), who fled into exile in Canada or Sweden, or who, like boxer Muhammad Ali lost his right to fight for three years, or the Fort Hood 3 who went to prison, or the professors and journalists who lost their jobs, the protestors beaten by riled up construction workers, Martin Luther King who went public with his opposition in 1967, the priests who raided draft offices and burned their records, Alice Hertz and two other Americans who burned themselves to death in honor of the Buddhist monks who did the same in South Vietnam protesting our puppet regime — these are not worth profiling, all tinged by the same brush, they are the bad guys who disrespected our troops and went violent. What a wonderful authoritarian message that gives to viewers. Don’t protest an evil war or your country’s war crimes.
The only heroes in Burns and Novick’s Vietnam are American servicemen and I am thrilled to see them finally recognized for what they went through. We have moving back stories of their homes, their motives for joining, their families waiting for them.
None of the six million participants in the American peace movement gets similar treatment. The same is true, incidentally, of the Vietnamese. While the sound bites are great, there are no Vietnamese back stories either.
Without the peace movement, there is no moral center to this series. The lack of accountability is fatal. That an American general can watch from a helicopter the massacre at Mai Lai (as the films tells us) and suffer no consequences is sickening. If military courts had aggressively prosecuted violators of human rights, or even if we only had held detailed and accurate reconciliations where the truth came out, there would have been a chance that our reckless invasions of Iraq with its policy of torture and the invasion of Afghanistan would not have followed so easily. When people are held accountable for their actions, perpetrators of questionable violent acts think twice.
Last week on NPR an American general in Afghanistan announced that we are not trying to occupy territory in Afghanistan, we are simply trying to kill terrorists. Here, again, is the same rationale of the body count that led to disaster in Vietnam. We are reliving the Vietnam War because no one was ever really held responsible for its horrors.
The moral center of the Vietnam War was held by those who opposed it. Several people I’ve talked to say the series is depressing. I had the same feeling of despair at the end. Burns and Novick suggest Vietnam’s a tragedy. It’s not. In tragedy a powerful human makes a terrible mistake and suffers the consequences. No one suffered any consequences for Vietnam. Burns and Novick assure us that even if people did wrong, they didn’t mean to. America is still the shining city on the hill and we can do no wrong.
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Wednesday, August 16, 2017

IN THE WAKE OF CHARLOTTESVILLE, THIS JUNE POST FROM MARGOT WELCH

ON THE SPIRIT OF RESISTANCE
Margot Welch June 7, 2017 One comment
In August it will be ten years since Grace Paley died — when the goldenrod she loved was dancing all over her Vermont hills. Her voice alive, her brave, vibrant stories, poems, and essays (newly available again) capturing her passion for people, social justice, life. She’s with us on playgrounds, protests, army bases, Wall Street, Washington Square, at Seabrook, the Pentagon, Seneca Falls, in jail cells, Paris, Sweden, China, El Salvador, Nicaragua, Hanoi. As always, she begins again. As we must.
The malice of the current administration — and knowing that hate does not feel hateful to so many Americans — is what most frightens me. Trump’s cabinet appointments, and many of his executive orders are nasty. Mike Capuano tracks mandates we don’t know about. But why must Secretary Kelly cut the Temporary Protective Status review time for Haitians from a routine 18 months to 6? Thousands of empty beds in county jails and closed ‘re-purposing facilities’ are available to Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE). Still the agency is ordered to use “all legally available resources to immediately construct, operate and control facilities to detain aliens at or near the land border with Mexico.” Bids flood in. We, the people, will pay.
Hate and fear deaden hearts, silence voice. We must name what is happening. Consider how little most Americans know about immigrants’ everyday lives. We ‘refer’ to the issue, even as we depend on immigrants for so many services. But we don’t really imagine what it’s like, now — to be so fearful for your family and friends that you’re afraid to go to the Emergency Room, to pick up the legal WIC allotment for your hungry baby, to send your kids to school, to call the police when you — or someone outside your window — are battered. In the first three months of this year, 41,000 immigrants were deported. 95% of all those ever deported have no criminal record.
I want you to meet Conrado and Reina — two dreamers who, like tens of thousands of undocumented youth, came here when they were very young with parents fleeing violent, chaotic nations. Parents determined to give their kids better lives. Many are now young adults, have beaten great odds, excelled in our schools, and know no other land as home.
Conrado’s parents left Brazil, overstayed a tourist visa, and saw their son excel in schools. In Junior year, at Somerville High School, a Guidance Counselor told him be-cause he was undocumented he couldn’t go to college. His grades fell, he was dropped from the honors program, thought of leaving school when he encountered the Student Immigrant Movement (SIM), a grassroots organization of and for undocumented youths, focused on political education, leadership training, protection, and mentor-ship. Conrado worked two jobs to pay for one year at UMass Boston. So far. Lead Pro-gram Coordinator for SIM, Conrado reports that his parents, too stressed by anxieties about their health and their children, have returned to Brazil. He will not be able to see them.
Reina came to Massachusetts from El Salvador, near the end of the terrible civil war, when so many women and children were killed. Her mother fled; Reina was raised by grandparents until she herself was sexually abused. Her mother asked Reina if she wanted to join her. Alone, at 11, she made the decision and the dangerous journey to finally meet her mother at a California juvenile detention center. When the two re-turned to Massachusetts, a judge ruled that Reina could not stay. Over the next years the little family moved from town to town, until Reina graduated from Everett High School. She now works as a Student Organizer for SIM.
The morning after the election, Conrado wrote, he was afraid and alone with many questions he couldn’t answer. What would happen to his DACA status? His undocumented family members? Friends and dreamers he knew? That morning, however, all the dreamers, sharing the same fears, felt new resolve. Together they would resist, take care of each other, and defend their human rights.
Listen to Paley:
…what we need right now is to imagine the real…really think about it…
call it to mind…not simply refer to it all the time….(or) you lose (it) entirely.… .
Once we really imagine, really hear, we must join, “light up” what otherwise stays invisible, unnamed. This is “what justice is about,” Paley adds. Resistance. Courage. Energy. And hope.
Some Sources:
A Grace Paley Reader, eds. Kevin Bowen & Nora Paley (Farrar, Straus & Giroux)
American Civil Liberties Union: aclu.org
Unitarian Universalist Mass Action newsletter:  uumassaction.org
My Undocumented Life: myundocumentedlife.org
Student Immigrant Movement: simforus.org
Michael Capuano’s Behind the Curtain mandates: capuano.house.gov
Mass. Immigration and Refugee coalition: miracoalition.org
We are Here to Stay: weareheretostay.org
Fair Immigration Reform Movement (FIRM): fairimmigration.org
Centro Presente: cpresente.org
Brazilian Immigrant Center: braziliancenter.org
United We Dream: unitedwedream.org
Center for Popular democracy:  populardemocracy.org
Backers of Hate: backersofhate.org
Center for Popular Democracy:  populardemocracy.org
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Monday, July 31, 2017

“Picturing Our History” The War Resisters League by David McReynolds

David McReynolds

Jay Cassano
Taken from the convention floor of the civil rights rally.  The banner reads “Protect Your Freedom… Support Civil Rights Legislation.”
Taken from the convention floor of the
civil rights rally.  The banner reads “
Protect Your Freedom… Support Civil
Rights Legislation.”  In under a decade
the Civil Rights Act (of 1964) and the
Voting Rights Act were signed into law.
Photo: David McReynolds
Photographs by David McReynolds
Text by Jay Cassano
This series of previously unpublished photographs was taken by David McReynolds from1956 - 1971.  They portray the people at the center of vibrant and turbulent times in movements for social justice.  In many cases, these photographs also highlight the ways in which the War Resisters League has ben ahead of the curve and pushing the limits of what issues the broader Left addresses.
Just two years after the landmark Brown v. Board of Education ruling and mere months after Autherine Lucy became the first black student to attend the University of Alabama, a massive civil rights rally was held in Madison Square Garden on May 24, 1956.  McReynolds had arrived in New York City only weeks prior but was on hand at the rally, where he captured scenes of important Civil Rights Movement leaders together.  In 1959, the War Resisters League presented its second annual Peace Award to A.J. Muste. Martin Luther King Jr., eight years prior to his publicly coming out against the Vietnam War, gave the award ceremony speech.  In 1971 McReynolds traveled to Hanoi in then-North Vietnam, where he photographed the lives of the Vietnamese people in a way not often seen. Just two years after the landmark Brown v. Board of Education ruling and mere months after Autherine Lucy became the first black student to attend the University of Alabama, a massive civil rights rally was held in Madison Square Garden on May 24, 1956. McReynolds had arrived in New York City only weeks prior but was on hand at the rally, where he captured scenes of important Civil Rights Movement leaders together. In 1959, the War Resisters League presented its second annual Peace Award to A.J. Muste. Martin Luther King Jr., eight years prior to his publicly coming out against the Vietnam War, gave the award ceremony speech. In 1971 McReynolds traveled to Hanoi in then-North Vietnam, where he photographed the lives of the Vietnamese people in a way not often seen.
Eleanor Roosevelt, Autherine Lucy, actress Tallulah Bankhead, and Rosa Parks.
Eleanor Roosevelt, Autherine Lucy, actress Tallulah Bankhead, and Rosa Parks. Photo: David McReynolds
Bayard Rustin (R), who served as WRL’s Executive Secretary from 1953 to 1965, greets Dr. T.R.M Howard, one of the featured speakers at the rally.
Bayard Rustin (R), who served as WRL’s Executive Secretary from 1953 to 1965, greets Dr. T.R.M Howard, one of the featured speakers at the rally.
 Photo: David McReynolds
 
Future Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist Murray Kempton, Ella Baker, Bayard Rustin, Autherine Lucy.  This is one of the only known photographs of Baker and Rustin togehter, the key behind-the-scenes activists of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee and the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, respectively.
Future Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist Murray Kempton, Ella Baker, Bayard Rustin, Autherine Lucy.  This is one of the only known photographs of Baker and Rustin together, the key behind-the-scenes activists of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee and the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, respectively. Photo: David McReynolds
 
Musician Josh White lights Rustin’s cigarette backstage.
Musician Josh White lights Rustin’s cigarette backstage. Photo: David McReynolds
 
A.J. Muste and Norman Thomas, six-time Socialist Party presidential candidate, posing with Muste’s Peace Award.
A.J. Muste and Norman Thomas, six-time Socialist Party presidential candidate, posing with Muste’s Peace Award. Photo: David McReynolds

A candid shot of Muste and Thomas in conversation at the awards banquet.
A candid shot of Muste and Thomas in conversation at the awards banquet. Photo: David McReynolds

Martin Luther King Jr giving the award ceremony speech.
Martin Luther King Jr giving the award ceremony speech. Photo: David McReynolds
In 1971 McReynolds traveled to Hanoi, North Vietnam.  At the time, no tourists were allowed in the North but McReynolds went anyway and took these two photographs, among several others.  The final photo echoes the infamous shot of Kim Phuc running down a street while being burned by napalm in 1972.  McReynolds’ photo reminds us that even amid the horrors of war children are still able to laugh and smile.  Photos: David McReynolds

David McReynolds

David McReynolds served on the staff of WRL for nearly 40 years and was chair of War Resisters’ International.

Jay Cassano

Jay Cassano is a former Editor of WIN Magazine.  He worked for several years as a journalist based in Turkey, writing regularly for Inter Press Service and contributing to regional publications such as Al-Akhbar English and Egypt Independent. Based again in the U.S., writes for a variety of publications on topics ranging from technology to sexism to Middle East politics.
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Labels: A.J. Muste, Arthurine Lucy, Bayard Rustin, David McReynolds, Eleanor Roosevelt, Ella Baker, Jay Casino, Josh White, Murray Kempton, Norman Thomas, Rosa Parks, Tulula Bankhead

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

An Interview with Dorothy Day


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Labels: Catholic Worker, Dorothy Day, Peace, poor, soup kitchen, Vietnam, WAR

Saturday, July 8, 2017

Grace Paley Fellowships in Mexico

http://underthevolcano.org/wp-utv/choose-your-plan/full-fellowships/











GRACE PALEY FELLOWSHIP

The Grace Paley Fellowship at Under the Volcano honors the legacy of the great writer and activist Grace Paley, whose inimitable stories gave lasting life to the immigrants, artists and visionaries of her New York and who believed in all necessary and generous change, as embodied in the title of her first collection, Enormous Changes at the Last Minute. Grace Paley was a master teacher and a member of our founding faculty, who returned to teach and read in Tepoztlán many times before her death in 2007.
This fellowship covers participation in any of our English-language master classes, the two-week follow-up extension residency, 24 nights accommodation in Tepoztlán, RT travel to and from Mexico City from the US and help with childcare expenses if applicable.
The Grace Paley Fellowship will be awarded to a woman writer of any age whose work Grace Paley would have encouraged.
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Labels: Grace Paley, Mexico, residency, Terpozlan, writers

Wednesday, June 14, 2017

The Anniversary of June 12! No More War!!


from John Bell:
























I forgot to mention on Monday that 35 years ago (!) on June 12, 1982, the Bread & Puppet Theater collaborated with 1,000 volunteers (mostly from Vermont) to stage a "Fight Against the End of the World" parade as part of a huge anti-nuclear march in New York City, which included close to a million people--the largest street protest in the city's history. Peter Schumann's giant puppets (and Schumann on stilts) graced the front page of the New York Times the next day. This was in a way a culmination of many years of Bread & Puppet shows, circuses, and parades responding to the threats of nuclear weapons and nuclear power. A somewhat smaller version of the parade was presented in London a few months later as part of an anti-nuclear protest there. It's good to know that current work in activist puppet theater has such strong roots to build on; roots that of course go back even further, to the 1930s and beyond...
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Thursday, May 25, 2017


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Labels: Grace Paley, poetry, Reading

Friday, May 19, 2017

Women’s March to Ban the Bomb
















NUCLEAR WEAPONS ARE ABOUT TO BE BANNED AND WE NEED YOUR VOICE!


In one of its final acts of 2016, the United Nations General Assembly adopted with overwhelming support a landmark resolution to begin negotiations on a treaty prohibiting nuclear weapons. This historic decision heralds an end to two decades of paralysis in multilateral nuclear disarmament efforts.
Throughout June and July of 2017, governments will negotiate a ban on nuclear weapons at the United Nations. WILPF and our coalition are hitting the streets to celebrate and also demand a good treaty that prohibits these weapons of mass destruction once and for all!
The Women’s March to Ban the Bomb is a women-led initiative building on the momentum of movements at the forefront of the resistance, including the Women’s March on Washington. It will bring together people of all genders, sexual orientations, ages, races, abilities, nationalities, cultures, faiths, political affiliations and backgrounds to march and rally at 12 PM – 4PM Saturday, June 17th 2017 in New York City!
route for women's ban the bomb march
Times 
  • 12:00 PM meet at the assembly point outside of Bryant Park along W40th Ave street. Join the movement, get inspired, build solidarity, make some friends and get ready to march!
  • 12:30 PM march begins along the route outlined above ending at Dag Hammarskjold Plaza where the rally begins!
  • 1:15 PM-4:00 PM Rally at Dag Hammarskjold Plaza with speakers, booths and musical performances.
Speakers & Musical Performances
More details to come!
ban the bomb nyc
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Labels: Ban the Bomb, demonstration, disarmament, general assembly, June 17, multilateral, nuclear war, united nations, weapons, women’s march

Saturday, May 13, 2017

Eulogy (My Mother Was a Dictionary) by Sherman Alexie

My mother was a dictionary.
She was one of the last fluent speakers of our tribal language.
She knew dozens of words that nobody else knew.
When she died, we buried all of those words with her.








My mother was a dictionary.
She knew words that had been spoken for thousands of years.
She knew words that will never be spoken again.
She knew songs that will never be sung again.
She knew stories that will never be told again.
My mother was a dictionary.
My mother was a thesaurus,
My mother was an encyclopedia.
My mother never taught her children the tribal language.
Oh, she taught us how to count to ten.
Oh, she taught us how to say “I love you.”
Oh, she taught us how to say “Listen to me.”
And, of course, she taught us how to curse.
My mother was a dictionary.
She was one of the last four speakers of the tribal language.
In a few years, the last surviving speakers, all elderly, will also be gone.
There are younger Indians who speak a new version of the
tribal language.
But the last old-time speakers will be gone.
My mother was a dictionary.
But she never taught me the tribal language.
And I never demanded to learn.
My mother always said to me, “English will be your best weapon.”
She was right, she was right, she was right.
My mother was a dictionary.
When she died, her children mourned her in English.
My mother knew words that had been spoken for thousands of years.
Sometimes, late at night, she would sing one of the old songs.
She would lullaby us with ancient songs.
We were lullabied by our ancestors.
My mother was a dictionary.
I own a cassette tape, recorded in 1974.
On that cassette, my mother speaks the tribal language.
She’s speaking the tribal language with her mother, Big Mom.
And then they sing an ancient song.
I haven’t listened to that cassette tape in two decades.
I don’t want to risk snapping the tape in some old cassette player.
And I don’t  want to risk letting anybody else transfer
that tape to digital.
My mother and grandmother’s conversation doesn’t belong
in the cloud.
That old song is too sacred for the Internet.
So, as that cassette tape deteriorates, I know that it will soon be dead.
Maybe I will bury it near my mother’s grave.
Maybe I will bury it at the base of the tombstone
she shares with my father.
Of course, I’m lying.
I would never bury it where somebody might find it.
Stay away, archaeologists! Begone, begone!
My mother was a dictionary.
She knew words that have been spoken for thousands of years.
She knew words that will never be spoken again.
I wish I could build tombstones for each of those words.
Maybe this poem is a tombstone.
My mother was a dictionary.
She spoke the old language.
But she never taught me how to say those ancient words.
She always said to me, “English will be your best weapon.”
She was right, she was right, she was right.

(from lithub.com)

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Labels: indian, indigenous, language, mother’s day, Native, Sherman Alexie

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

This week’s New Yorker has an extended review of a new collection of stories and poems by Grace Paley. The book is co-edited by Nora Paley and Kevin Bowen. It includes a lovely photo of a young Grace.
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Labels: Grace Paley, New Yorker

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Remembering Greenham Common and Seneca Falls

An April 1 1983, 70,000 people marched in the UK against the missile deployment at Greenham Common. This base was a center for the Women’s Peace Camp there. A solidarity encampment was held at a base in Seneca Falls, NY.

The photo of Grace on this blog is from Seneca Falls and is described in a book by Helene Aylon: “...we moved to the Seneca Army Depot in upstate New York to call attention to the missiles being deployed from there to the military site at Greenham Common in England. The poet/activist Grace Paley was at the site and in a brilliant moment of political theater, cut holes in her pillowcase for her arms and head so she could wear it. At first the artist in me winced, but the picture of Grace in her pillowcase became an iconic antiwar image. And when other women followed Grace, the soft shield of the pillowcase giving them the courage to clime the Army fence, I was humbled.
   “A young guard approached me to ask if he could hang a pillowcase in the police headquarters. I said I could not remove any that were meant for the army fence, but that I’d get a few women from the peace encampment to make a new pillowcase especially for him. I like to think that guard quit his job because of this piece of cloth.”  from Whatever is Contained Must be Released by Helene Aylon.
Grace at Seneca Falls
The following photos are from
https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2017/mar/20/greenham-common-nuclear-silos-women-protest-peace-camp?CMP=share_btn_fbay
  an article in the Guardian today.








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Friday, March 24, 2017

Joanne Kyger, Beat Poet, has died in Bolinas


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Labels: Beat Poetry, Bolinas, Joanne Kyger, poet

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Event for Grace in April: Save the Date!


Thursday, April 6 at 7 PM - 8:30 PM At the New York Center for Fiction
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