Friday, February 10, 2017

Full Moon of the Rooster Year 4715









Full Moon of the Rooster Year 4715




The full moon's bright light

fills the night and awakens

the cock in the wood.

The rooster's crow augurs dawn

we pray be as full of light.




© Rafael Jesús González 2017






Luna llena del año del gallo 4715




La luz brillante de la luna plena

llena la noche y despierta

al gallo en el bosque.

el grito del gallo augura el amanecer

que rogamos sea tan lleno de luz. 




© Rafael Jesús González 2017




 


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Monday, January 30, 2017

riverbabble 30 winter 2017

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Library of Congress, 1939: Buttermilk Junction


riverbabble 30



Poetry


Dennis J. Bernstein:
         Visiting Gettysburg
         Science for the People

Patrick Cahill:
          Woman With Dog
          Cannonball Adderley, Jazz Workshop, 1959

Andrew R. Crow:
         Cocktails
         Two Haiku

Colin Dardis:
          The Vacancy of Hours
          Box

Richard Fein:
          At Cedars of Lebanon Cemetery
          Floppy Red Hat

Bill Gainer:
          A Lonely Love
          Surrendering the Leaves

Rafael Jesús González:
         Ay Cuba / Oh Cuba
         Variación sobre lo que dijo Willy S / Take on What Willy S. Said

Suzanne Nielsen:
          Raining From Heaven
          Shattered

d. n. simmers:
          Like the taste of blood on the tongue
          We heard the cry of stony fields

Andy N:   Europa II (VIII)

Amy Neill Bebergal:   Moving Rocks

Maureen Brady Johnson:   Against the Current

Michael Lee Johnson:   Sing it Frank, Physical Therapy

Robert Masterson:   Diminishing Form #17

Mat McGee:   Nesting Dolls

James B. Nicola:   Balloon

Carlos Reyes:   Trust

John Swain:   Manitou

Corlene Van Sluizer:   Winter Solstice

Phibby Venable  Even When the World Is Erratic

Mercedes Webb-Pullman:   Lorca's bones, Caserna de la Guardia Civil, Vizna

Anne Whitehouse:   Fertile Earth

Fiction

Roger D. Hicks:   Burying Old Buck

John Laneri:   From Wines to Sunsets

Fernando Meisendhalter:   So, What Are You Up To These Days?

Ken Poyner:   The Gain Sum

James Shaffer:   The Edge of Everything

Sandy Vrooman:   A Solstice Tale

Alice Whittenburg:   A Buttermilk Sky

Flash Fiction

Janet Buck:
          A Roach's Point of View
          The Peephole

KJ Hannah Greenberg:
          Ring-a-Round the Birthday
          Marvelous Millions Associate, Thug Thousands

Maureen Kingston:   At the Notions Counter

Lester Weil:
          Buttermilk Junction
          Live Free or Die

Essay

Edward Mycue:   Writing

Jim Ross:   When I Walk in, Court Adjourns

Tom Sheehan:   Rough Immersion

Photography

Library of Congress, 1939:   Buttermilk Junction (cover) 



His smile faded as he walked, a heavy cloud hiding the sun slowly, shadowing Trinity's surly front. Trams passed one another, ingoing, outgoing, clanging. Useless words. Things go on same, day after day: squads of police marching out, back: trams in, out. Those two loonies mooching about.
                                                        JAMES JOYCE, Ulysses, Lestrygonian, 7755-7759.





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Saturday, January 28, 2017

Year of the Rooster 4715

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Year of the Rooster 4715

The rooster, the cock 

flexes its wings, head raised high,

red-bright comb erect,

and easy in its rightness,

bravely cries a new morning.



       
-------------------------------------------- © Rafael Jesús González 2017








Año del gallo 4715


El pollo, el gallo

dobla las alas, cabeza elevada,

cresta rojo-vivo erecta,

y fácil en su exactitud, 

bravamente vocea nueva mañana.



       
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Saturday, January 21, 2017

Women's March January 21, 2017


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The Women's March January 21, 2017


We must be very grateful for the Women's marches in the United States, throughout the Americas, throughout the world January 21, 2017, the day after the inauguration of the 45th president of the United States, in resistance to the fascism that menaces us all. Thank you, thank you, our sisters, for your womanhood, your power, your grace. Let us hope that your actions make patent the very essence of what must be our revolution against the patriarchy of millennia that has brought us to this juncture, a patriarchy that has wounded us all and distressed the Earth itself to the point where her very ability to bear and sustain life as we know it is at stake.

Perhaps we should be grateful to the 45th U.S. president, embodied caricature of the masculine, wounded, distorted, and perverted by a toxic patriarchy, to terrify us from our nightmare.

Thank you and please, our sisters; come into your power and bring in the age of the healer, for the age of the warrior has not served us well and must come to an end. Please and thank you, brothers, for honoring women and liberating the feminine within ourselves. It is a matter of women's liberation and of men's liberation as well from a patriarchy that maims us all. We are all liberated together or none of us are. The world and the Earth depend upon it.


© Rafael Jesús González 2017



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Marcha de las Mujeres 21 de enero de 2017


Debemos ser muy agradecidos por las marchas de las mujeres en los Estados Unidos, por todas las Américas, por el mundo entero el 21 de enero 2017 día siguiente la inauguración del presidente 45 de los Estados Unidos en resistencia al fascismo que nos amenaza a todos. Gracias, gracias, hermanas nuestras, por ser mujeres, por su poder, por su gracia. Esperemos que sus acciones hagan patente la mera esencia de lo que debe ser nuestra revolución contra el patriarcado de milenios que nos ha llevado a este punto, un patriarcado que nos ha herido a todos y afligido a la Tierra misma a tal punto que su mera habilidad de dar y sostener vida tal como la conocemos está por perderse.

Tal vez deberíamos estar agradecidos al presidente estadounidense 45, caricatura encarnada del masculino herido, deformado y pervertido por el patriarcado tóxico por aterrorizarnos de nuestra pesadilla.

Gracias y por favor, hermanas nuestras; lleguen a su poder y hagan entrar la era del/la sanador(a) que la edad del guerrero no nos ha servido bien y debe acabar. Por favor y gracias, hermanos, por honorar a las mujeres y liberar lo femenino en nosotros. Se trata de la liberación de la mujer y de la liberación del hombre también de un patriarcado que nos mutila a todos. O nos liberamos todos juntos o ningunos somos. El mundo y la Tierra depende en ello.


© Rafael Jesús González 2017



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Aquarius

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-----------Acuario

 


A Acuario,
---el airoso,
------fijo en su servicio,
lo vigila Urano desde lejos;
Saturno le pesa como plomo
y su luz como granate ardiente
destella en el cántaro de amatista
que carga Acuario,
----sus tobillos, sus pantorrillas
----bañados en el aire fijo
----de sus ideales luminosos.



 


--------------© Rafael Jesús González 2017





-------------Aquarius


 

Aquarius,
---the graceful,
------at ease in his service,
is watched by Uranus from afar;
Saturn weighs on him like lead
& its light like a burning garnet
bounces sparks on the amethyst jar
that Aquarius carries,
----his ankles, his calves
----bathed in the fixed air
----of his luminous ideals.


 


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