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X is for XL and XS

I certainly wouldn’t call them words,
but there they are – on page 1210 of my
Merriam-Webster’s Dictionary and Thesaurus.

XL and XS.

It does refer to them as abbr
which I assume is the abbreviation
for abbreviation.

The picture really doesn’t get there,
but the idea is that
people of all sizes –
XL and XS
and between and beyond –
enjoy Ghost Ranch.

I said that some stretching might take place.

9 August 2009

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D is for Diversity

It comes in many forms at Ghost Ranch:

opportunities,

people,

classes,

vistas,

sometimes even the trees

and the moon

reflect the diversity

God creates.

26 October 2009

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Why I like New York City 1

As I stepped out of the door of the United Presbyterian Church of Ozone Park – a congregation with many members from the Caribbean, I heard the skirl of bagpipes at a street event.

Amazing diversity!

See you along the Trail.

 

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Contrasts

Contrasts
differences
diversity
expand us
enrich us
enlighten us.

Picture 1

Picture 2

They both fly.
Their colorings are similar.
I took both pictures on the same day
while standing in the same spot
waiting for the train
on the 125th Street subway station platform
From there the contrasts take over.

See you along the Trail.

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Seen and unseen

Some walls we see,
some walls we don’t.
 
Some walls we build,
stack brick by brick,
lay stone on stone,
I-beam, concrete,
reinforced steel,
and string with care
across the top:
concertina.
 
Some walls we build
on lines unreal,
yet drawn on maps;
artificial divides:
this part is ours –
this part, not yours;
belonging marked
with spikes of steel.
 
Some walls we build
seeking safety,
striving to find
security
through what we touch:
height, depth, and strength
topped by razors
on coils of steel.
 
Some walls we build
to know who’s in         
and who is out,
to show who has
and who has not:
divisions made
and  then enforced
through wire with barbs.
 
Some walls we build
on lines that lie
within ourselves:
gender, class, creed,
nation, sex, race;
diversity
judged and measured
by devil’s rope
 
Some walls we see,
some walls we don’t.Inspiration for this poem came from the reflection Unveiling the Barbed Wire Divide by Theresa Cho.

30 May 2011
New York, New York

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