The Hope For A Messiah Puts Too

It's Hard For Me To Believe That Just My Words On The Page Are Enough. I Ought To Be Out Physically Keeping Abortion Safe And Legal, Restoring The Fourth Amendment, Getting Clean Water Back Into Kentucky Since The Bush Administration Has Allowed Strip Miners To Fill It All Up With Slag. The List Is Endless. Bring It Down. Make It Small. Make It One Thing That You Can Do. It's Very Hard For Me To Remember That.

I Have A Friend Who Lives In The South Side Of Chicago. I Helped Out At A Church Charity There Where They Try To Give A Bit Of Cohesion To A Desperate Area. Everyone Was Very Welcoming

She Knew The Intensity Of Adolescence, And Knew No Cure For It Except Growing Up. And Then One Has Age And Experience, And Mourns The Loss Of Intensity. Maybe It's Why Musicians And Mathmaticians Are Said To Peak Young-poetry Needs The Fire Of An Unbounded Universe.

My Parents Were Liberal Intellectuals But Even They Expected Me To Stay At Home And Look After My Younger Siblings And Do The Housework.

I Have One Vivid Memory Of One Of The Days That The Marches Were Taking Place. We Were In A Catholic, Predominantly Polish And Lithuanian Neighborhood. Chicago Is A Place Where People Define Themselves By Their Parish And By Their Ethnicity.