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PASSION AND PRIDE: Poets in Support of Equality
by Bruce Spang – copyright 2012
ISBN 978-1-4675-3012-5
$12
Reviews for PASSION AND PRIDE: Poets in Support of Equality
by Marita O'Neill
These poems remind us of the transcendence of love: love that overcomes hatred, doubt and indifference...The greatest gift of these poems is their defiance. They call to us with an urgency: love, hear, take action, as Timothy Liu pleads, "Don't go back to sleep."
by Ted Bookey
The poems in this beuatiful, hopeful collection represent one small step among the forthcoming many. The poems are harbingers. They say, "Shift happens."
Sample from PASSION AND PRIDE: Poets in Support of Equality
A Wedding Prayer
For Dave and Bill
For desire, let there be the plush lined case of night
and a pitted brass moon coaxing the body
into saying what words won’t.
For tenderness—the long unseen roots of trees
reaching into the ground until they are ground.
Where patience runs out, more patience.
For abundance—hummingbirds, beetles, zucchini,
the rain-pocked brook, an easel, the Sunday Times.
Let the word Honey be sweeter than the thing itself.
Out of darkness, let there come darkness
with a leash in its mouth, turning the woods
into play.
Let even the shadows have lamplight for a companion.
For the past, for loss, for forgiveness—a lake,
and the sky gazing down as the water looks up.
For love, let there be lily, lupine, canna, mandevilla,
all the flowers that give themselves without holding
back.
For the future—this night salted with stars, and no tears
but what joy spills.
Betsy Sholl
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