(1)
Peace is set in stone face and bare nipples
getting dressed or undressed in public
or
Peace sizzles, restless in parks and chapels
with mammals settling into her presence
aware (or not) of vacating struggle
Unframed, uncrowned with victories
Peace seeps
unseen into water, air, games and feasts
Peace so loves community that she fills
its thirsty wells and she flowers wildly
in its beds, its borders and its walkways.
(2)
The International Peace Day Teach-In
is under-attended. I’m sorry, Peace.
I wrote poems to honor community
but didn't go to the Center. I shopped.
Went to the Farmer’s Market, hardware and
grocery stores and the new Goodwill.
This is not confession; it’s discussion.
What if all errand places closed for Peace?
You go to the Laundromat and find signs:
Closed for Peace Day
May there be many more!
You stash your clothes basket and join the crowd
rushing to the rally, ready to learn
or teach—whichever is needed. Peace found
you this day. She cannot live without you.
(3)
Fill us up and spill over, Peace.
Let us know you with all our senses.
Attract us, Peace.
Move us to wake, rest and broadcast you daily:
Peace has broken out of the
sanctuary!
Peace is in Paris,
Jerusalem, Baghdad and here!
Peace is arriving everywhere.
Let us spill into the streets
Let us be it.
(4)
Gandhi and India went outside
again
and again
living the changes
though beaten and shot
and they made history
How do you, do we, step outside again?
without knowing the enemy
without weapons
without sweeping everyone
suspicious off their feet
Pretend we are not targets, but peace?
Be peace
Step into a community of peace
Sweep terror off its feet with love
and bravery
Look around at the stadiums
full, yes
full, and
airports, shops,
schools
Look at the Olympics
Step outside without fear
Step outside our own countries
Face down terror
Where it lives between battles
Step outside comfort zones
Witness peace's front lines
(5)
Witness peace in the front lines
then come home
to begin again with the heartless
plant ourselves outside corporate headquarters
seed ourselves on Wall Street
occupy again
as if peace depended on it
Mine is beginning to at last
And I am finally asking
What is peace?
Who or what benefits from
preventing peace?
Where do the profits go?
Who or what benefits from
poverty?
Who is poor?
Who is rich?
You say we, though poor, are rich in spirit
I say maybe—
maybe some of us are rooted
and thriving in answers
but I had not been listening
nor
seeing where profiteers contaminate the temple
asking what tablet will break the golden calf
seeking my burning bush
walking the walk
willing to be peace in the world
as if my life depended on it
Forgive me for complacency and for absence
Hold me accountable for action
as thee and we do, dear
Nature and God
Universe and Earth
Hemisphere and Country
Community and Family
Peace, I thee wed, until death do us …
Today is Blog4Peace
2013—the 10th launch for founder Mimi Lenox—a day dedicated to imagining
peace in the Imaginary Garden for Real Toads where this poem is linked. Thank you for your previous comments as
I was building this poem, especially for feedback from its latest posting in
the POETS
UNITED PANTRY. I removed
section #6 and made a few other small changes.
Copyright © 2013 S.L.Chast
A wonderful effect comes out:)
ReplyDeletei think they work well enough together, linked by the topic they could be appreciated together in a gallery...its like a jewel and turning it to appreciate each facet...i really like that first one....def my fav.
ReplyDeletePeace spills into the streets. Perfect amalgamation of poems.
ReplyDeleteYES! This totally works as one brilliant manifesto for peace. I especially love "Peace cannot live without you." The crux of this poem and the global situation is what you write about corporate boardrooms - no hope for peace as long as they profit. I think we need to individually stop buying anything that profits corporations to effect any change. But that kind of grass roots action would be hard to manage - not impossible though.
ReplyDeleteIt would do my heart good to see a corporate tycoon on the news, rending his garments and wailing.....let's Hold That Thought!!!! GREAT write, Susan. Brilliant.
Susan,
ReplyDeleteYou have worked very hard to set out variations on how peace may be found, felt and lived. Different to different world situations I believe.
In my own Northern Ireland situation, there is a peace of a kind. Not perfect, but a better situation than of old, but I disliked the price paid after such loss of life and loss of freedom with opportunities. That evil doers were rewarded is hard to accept, for those who were peaceable. Life changed for me forever...
Eileen
Hi Susan--I think they do work well together--Nicely framed and each one works on its own and through the progession
ReplyDeleteYes, they do work and come together ~ Each facet a different voice for peace but the overall meaning is achieved Susan ~ Good work on weaving them all Susan ~ Happy Sunday ~
ReplyDeleteYes, I think they work well together.
ReplyDeleteThis is brilliant, Susan. I think they do work together...the message is hard to ignore, for us. But so many will ignore it, will never give peace a chance. Sad fact.
ReplyDeleteLuv, K
Susan, I definitely like the way all these poems work together! And I think you have arranged them in the right order!
ReplyDeleteWow! That is quite powerful. I liked the vividness of the first one and the messages you sent across through each one of them. :-)
ReplyDelete-HA
Thank you, HA.
DeleteClosed for Peace Day
ReplyDeleteMay there be many more!
Amen, sister!
This is a fabulous post, Susan. Thank you for sharing on Real Toads.
Peace.
Thank you, Kerry, for every day presence!
DeleteUltimately peace resides in mind and heart:)
ReplyDeleteYes, Vandana, it does. Thank you.
DeleteThe path of evolution is a long one and the human kind has to struggle hard to step on that path.....your lines are a reminder to that as well....see the fate of an evolved person..got shot....a great write up....
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sumana.
Deleteom shanti, shalom, salaam, peace, peace, peace.
ReplyDeletePlease consider yourself officially invited to participate this year's 5th Annual Gratitude (word) Quilt. Instructions (it is very simple) and a link that explains the origin of the word quilt can be found at the top of my blog. In past years there have been participants from every continent except Antarctica. I hope you'll join us:-)
I will check it out, Laura. I know you have featured one of my poems a couple years back. Thank you for your visit.
DeleteAnswers so many of the questions when someone asks, Well, what does peace look like? Feel like? What's a peaceful day like? A peaceful world? Fine job.
ReplyDeletewow, Susan. imagine! beyond comprehension, sadly.
ReplyDeleteOh, Marian, I hope not. If we cannot imagine it, how can we bring it on?
DeletePerfect Susan ~ I thought of this post when the Peace prompt came up ~
ReplyDeleteWonderful Susan. And peace be with you.
ReplyDeletePerhaps if we can dream of peace, we can become a person of peace. A beautiful manifesto of peace.
ReplyDelete"Where do the profits go?
ReplyDeleteWho or what benefits from poverty?"
I have really been pondering that of late - and I don't like the answers I am coming up with.
"Hold me accountable for action" … or non-action, perhaps.
"Closed for Peace Day" can you imagine. That would certainly draw my attention. Such a sign the day after Thanksgiving or Christmas! Quite the marvelous effort you have put forth in this poem!
Wonderful Susan! I wish more people would marry peace~
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of a sign saying:
"Closed for Peace Day" you made me smile!!!
Wonderful work, Susan. I love the joining of these and the depth. Peace Day - National...International...intergalactic!
ReplyDeleteSusan, this is epic splendor. Your visions of Peace as a personage, as a holiday or day of commemoration, and finally, as lifelong partner "I thee wed," simply sublime. You are first of a long list of Peace Poets, but I cannot imagine anyone pulling off the breadth of feeling you have captured. Masterpiece. BRILL. Amy
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