ysabetwordsmith: (Schrodinger's Heroes)
This poem came out of the July 21, 2015 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired and sponsored by [personal profile] technoshaman. It also fills the "Rosa Parks Day -- December 1" square in my 7-1-15 card for the Winter Fest in July Bingo. This poem belongs to the Schrodinger's Heroes project.

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This is today's freebie, inspired by [livejournal.com profile] my_partner_doug.


"A Bridged Right"


The Civil Rights Movement
included many moments of courage,
water drops that cut the new course of a river
running from underneath old bridges.

On March 7, 1965, black people
marched across the Edmund Pettus Bridge
over the Alabama River in Selma
to demand voting rights.

Police attacked them with
tear gas and billy clubs, sending
over fifty people to the hospital.

It was named Bloody Sunday.

Outrage fueled further efforts in
activism, contributing to the passage
of the Voting Rights Act of 1965.

Droplets became a flood,
and abridged rights became
a bridged right.

* * *

Notes:

Today is the 52nd anniversary of Bloody Sunday.  Never forget.

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... wasn't a real estate deal.  It was an agreement between empires about who got to commit genocide in a given area, without challenge from other empires.  The legal repercussions of this continue today, as for example, using violent force at Standing Rock to trample people's rights yet again.
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Here is an epic poem of violence, history, and queer attitude.  If you need something to poke a bigot in the eye with, try this.
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I've started posting pictures of our project to assemble the Yellow Submarine model from Lego. 
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This poem is from the January 24, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired and sponsored by [personal profile] capriuni.


"Lost and Never Looked For"


The Great Dismal Swamp
spans the coastal plains of
Virginia and North Carolina.

It consists of murky water
and mud, bald cypress and
dense, endless thickets.

Before the Civil War, it gave
refuge to escaped slaves,
a place where one could get
lost and never looked for.

Some say it is named for
the way that tannins in
the shed leaves of oak trees
have dyed the water
the color of dark tea,

others for the tense clouds
of vicious, biting insects.

Few people want to go there
and see for themselves.

* * *

Notes:

The Great Dismal Swamp is one of a few places which sheltered a civilization of escaped slaves.  Part of the area has since become a National Wildlife Refuge.

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This poem is from the January 24, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] kyleri and [personal profile] nsfwords.  It has been sponsored by [personal profile] kyleri.

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Astronaut Eugene Cernan has passed away. He was the last man to walk on the Moon.

"We leave as we came, and, God willing, we shall return, with peace and hope for all mankind." -- Cernan's closing words on leaving the moon at the end of Apollo 17

We haven't been back since, alas.  Perhaps he locked it.
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This poem came out of the January 24, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] alexseanchai and [personal profile] alatefeline. It also fills the "liminal time" square in my 11-1-16 card for the Fall Festival Bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] janetmiles.

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ysabetwordsmith: Damask smiling over their shoulder (polychrome)
This poem is spillover from the November 8, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] sweet_sparrow. It also fills the "angst" square in my 8-1-16 card for the Survival Bingo fest. Based on an audience poll, this is the free epic for the January 3, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl reaching its $200 goal. It belongs to the Cassandra thread of the Polychrome Heroics series, and follows "To Keep Your Balance" so read that first.

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 Often it's not about education anymore.  And yet people are still pressured to attend, whether they can afford it or not.
ysabetwordsmith: Damask smiling over their shoulder (polychrome)
Looks like I forgot to post a free epic for the December 6, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl reaching its $200 goal. So I'm sharing this one, the sequel to "The Candle Burns Not for Us." It was spillover from the December 6, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] dialecticdreamer. It also fills the "branding" square in my 7-16-16 card for the [community profile] hc_bingo fest. This poem belongs to the Dr. Infanta thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

WARNING: This poem includes content that many readers may find disturbing. Highlight to read the warnings, some of which are spoilers and possibly triggers. It features war, serious disability, refugees, homelessness, food insecurity, survivor guilt, racism, Nazis, extremely graphic torture, hostile use of superpowers, confession of atrocities, Europe in ruins, war trauma, and other mayhem. This poem primarily concerns the relationship between Alicia and Aidan, along with their activities during WWII; it adds detail, but the gist has been mentioned elsewhere, so skipping this shouldn't leave too big a gap. If these are touchy topics for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before deciding whether this is something you wish to read.

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ysabetwordsmith: Damask smiling over their shoulder (polychrome)
This poem came out of the October 4, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] callibr8, [personal profile] shiori_makiba (who had a wonderful summary of how people respond to Dr. Infanta, in a comment below the prompts), [personal profile] kelkyag, [personal profile] librarygeek, [personal profile] moongoddessgirl, and [personal profile] janetmiles. It also fills the "apocalypse" square in my 7-16-16 card for the [community profile] hc_bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] librarygeek. It belongs to the Dr. Infanta thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

WARNING: This poem contains material that many readers may find disturbing. Highlight to read the warnings, which are spoilers and also possibly triggers. This poem features references to historic butchery, disapproval of Israel's behavior, (which is not the same as disapproval of Jews in general), references to horrible events which occurred both in Terramagne and in local-Earth but happened a bit differently in each dimension, graphic description of war crimes, canon-atypical violence, child death, mass-casualty events, Israel is a bottom-ten country because reasons, desecration of an Israeli flag, Dr. Infanta is a person of mass destruction, and so is the Undertaker, and this is why you should not piss them off, killing soldiers via superpowers, deliberate terrorizing of Israeli troops, Dr. Infanta's self-image is also bent, imprisonment of a soup, healing Israeli casualties without their consent, destruction of the Wall, graffiti as the art of rebellion, hair-trigger reflexes, and other mayhem. (If you want to read some of my positive Jewish characters, see Clay of Life.) This poem is not a major plot point, and most of its content can be understood simply from previous mentions that Dr. Infanta is a person of mass destruction and Israel is a bottom-ten country; this simply gives examples of why. So no big gap if you skip it. If these are touchy topics for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before deciding whether this is something you want to read.

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ysabetwordsmith: Damask smiling over their shoulder (polychrome)
This poem is spillover from the April 5, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] siliconshaman. It has been sponsored by [livejournal.com profile] lone_cat.

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One of the interesting quirks about humans is the degree to which tolerance of g-force varies.  Few people can take more than 8 g, and for a while that was considered the maximum.  Fighter pilots are chosen in part for their ability to last longer than average before passing out.

And then there's this guy.  Colonel John Paul Stapp liked to use himself as a human guinea pig while studying ways for pilots to withstand more g-force.  His first test more than tripled the basic 8.  Through clever application of gizmology, he devised equipment that expanded what people could tolerate.  His personal record was 46.2 g -- more than five times  the presumed human limit. This guy had big brass balls.  Not just for strapping himself to a rocket, because guys do dumb shit like that; but for admitting how far outside the envelope he really was.  Even at twice the usual, people give you a lot of hairy eyeballs.

Survey says: soup's on!  :D
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A friend had a disturbing, mostly emotional bit of farmemory crop up recently and asked me how to handle that. Farmemory is a recollection of something from another life, usually described as a past life, but can reflect the future or even a different world/race altogther. What sticks the most are two broad categories: repetition and intensity. You remember the things you did all the time, or the highs and lows. If you hit a low, that tends to suck. Even positive ones sometimes pose more distraction than is desirable. You may need to do some extra work to make that memory lie back down and stop bugging you.

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ysabetwordsmith: Damask smiling over their shoulder (polychrome)
This poem is spillover from the February 2, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] technoshaman and [personal profile] stardreamer. It also fills the "aggressive" square in my 12-1-15 card for the Defining Character fest, and the "nurture self-worth" square in my 1-23-16 card for the Valentine's Day Bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] clockworklady and EdorFaus. It belongs to the Shiv thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

Warning: This poem is mostly fluff, but contains some intense emotions. Highlight to read the warnings, some of which are spoilers. The Finns take Shiv to Pennsic War for a day. It includes anxiety over expectations, being in a totally unfamiliar place, feeling overwhelmed by people and social activities, touch aversion, (wildly inappropriate) accusations of racism, other people ignoring rules, which drives Shiv up a wall, so he starts stealing contraband off people, scavenging for supplies, performance anxiety, panic over social connections, physical exhaustion and overheating, discussion of supervillain philosophy, educational comparisons, and other challenges. If these are touchy topics for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before moving onward.

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Susan B. Anthony's tombstone is covered with "I Voted" stickers from women on pilgrimage there.  Notice also the stones at the base.  That's a Jewish custom, a wish for God to remember the departed, inspired by shepherds who would place stones in a pouch to count their sheep.  She helped pave the path on which we walk.
ysabetwordsmith: (moment of silence)
Today we remember those who have crossed over during the past year.  You can find links to some obituaries for notable passings via my Moment of Silence tag.

*toast*  "To absent friends!"  *smash glass*

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