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Welcome to 30 Poems in 30 Days!

This blog is a fundraiser on behalf of the Ithaca Sanctuary Alliance . The fundraiser was launched by Tikkun V'or (The Ithaca Reform Temple), and will feature a poem a day by eleven dedicated poets, mostly from our community who are taking their incentive to develop their craft by writing everyday from your willingness to act locally to address the global refugee crisis.  If you are able to, please support the fundraiser by donating to the Ithaca Sanctuary Alliance . And no matter what, enjoy the poems!
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Good morning, good day, and goodbye! Here is the last offering of our 11 dedicated poets on this our 30th day of "30 Poems in 30 Days" in support of the family in residence at the First Congregational Church's sanctuary, supported by the Ithaca Sanctuary Alliance. We have offered these poems with love and much hope for a better future in which we finally defeat white supremacy, outrageous levels of wealth inequality, war, and the inhumanity that fuels all of the above. As Jews say, "Shanah Tovah v'Tikatavu" (May you have) a happy and sweet new year! If you have not already donated to this fundraiser, and have the extra income to do so, please check out our GOFUNDME site at: https://www.gofundme.com/f/30-poems-in-30-days-for-ithaca-sanctuary-alliance

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  DAY 30 On turning Off the Debate                SUSAN ESCHBACH   spewing lies   vitriol, denigration shameless disregard indecent while wielding, or hoping      to wield boundless power   somehow in his    rotted morality a mirror,  some toxic tenacious treatise on the human condition in the spaces virus grows in festering hate a reflection of a people who want….what?   a law? a right? a write –off?—ok sure but under this, a fevered decay.   And I am ever stunned, enraged, paralyzed and I write , shout, vote wondering if this is mere salve that cannot affect healing wondering, what the hell happened? Sometimes, Silliness is the Only Response           BARBARA REGENSPAN   I, with my lifelong faith in education, couldn’t watch either, Susan. There were cracks all along, when I’m honest— the fraternity boys who complained to the dean when I named governmental response to Katrina a genocide.   When the eleventh grader in my best student teacher’s class said, “But isn’t it true that Hitle
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WELCOME TO THE NEXT-TO-LAST DAY OF OUR BLOG, SEPT. 29 OF THE "30 POEMS IN 30 DAYS" FUNDRAISER FOR THE ITHACA SANCTUARY ALLIANCE. It's not too late to check out the fundraiser at https://www.gofundme.com/f/30-poems-in-30-days-for-ithaca-sanctuary-alliance or just enjoy our poems in this posting or the postings covering all previous days of September, 2020!

  SEPT. 29 Reminiscence            Carol Whitlow   This was your childhood home, Molly, Not just these floors and windows, But these people, neighbors, friends The landscape of characters.   We went to visit Lieu. “She doesn’t have much, time,“ I warned . Lieu told her daughter: “Bring those pictures from the bottom drawer And Tiffany brought out a bag of photos As if they had been waiting for this moment.   We carefully studied the prints. To each one we said, that’s Joanne, Is that David, look how young he was, Molly said, “I still have that red dress Angela only wore it once.”   And there’s your mom And there’s  your  mom And doesn’t Vivi look beautiful in that long dress And You went to my grandfather’s 100 th  birthday party   And so our daughters, Lieu’s and mine, watched as we travelled back in time And space, around the globe and back, Our lives, intertwined, our children, our parents, Moving in and out of our lives like colors in a sunset, Our homes, our jobs, our joys, We rev
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