It’s been ages since I last posted here, mostly due to personal issues and life changes. But as I am traumatized by the ongoing genocide in Gaza and the support for this in “developed countries”, among other things, I found this poem by the wonderful poet Kimiko Hahn captures the moment’s tribulation. I will insert it as a photo to get the formatting right.
Kimiko Hahn is an award-winning major poet: winner of the 2023 Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, the winner of the 2008 PEN/Voelcker Award for Poetry and the 2007 Shelley Memorial Prize from the Poetry Society of America, as well as the American Book Award for her book The Unbearable Heart (Kaya, 1996), the Theodore Roethke Memorial Poetry Prize for Earshot (Hanging Loose Press, 1992), and more.
Poetry Magazine says “Her work is noted for its intertextuality and wide-ranging subject matter,” and she “asserted that her early exposure to activism and community organizing as well as her racial identity profoundly influenced her approach to poetry.” Thus, in a lecture she mentioned:
“How could my parents have known that in dance class I’d meet Aichi Kochiyama and come to know her radical family (her mother Yuri Kochiyama, well known for her radical politics, held the dying Malcolm X in the Audubon Ballroom).”
Maybe that’s why her poem is is so prescient and meaningful – and to have been published now, it’s likely the events unfolding in the Middle East hadn’t yet begun (unless publishing processes have picked up speed). Just to help us all see the universality of the human condition and its many struggles for justice, against the enemies of truth.