My poems written in Mexico in August are starting to arrive at their intended destinations and so I continue with the posting here. The last few lines from this poem are taken almost verbatim from a sign at Casa Azul, the home of Frida Kahlo, to which I made a pilgrimage in August 2014, just before heading to the 14th Subud World Congress in Puebla, Mexico.
483. Iniciador
Participation statistics for the 20th Poetry Postcard Fest with information of the PPF Open Mic 5-6:30 PDT on Tuesday, September 1, 2026.
We need to learn from Fujitaro and see the gardens that can grow from our wastelands, from the Pacific trash heap to the City of Seattle dump to the logged former forestland to the filled in estuaries of rivers like the Duwamish that make the Port of Seattle or Marshlands that make Baltimore’s inner harbor to the sprawl of LA and suburbs around all cities in this country to the merciless businesses of insurance and pharmaceuticals and lobbying and media (social, in particular) and AI and bottled water and so on.
A workshop for poets interested in making the most out of the summer Poetry Postcard Fest and the end of fest daysong, day-long writing ritual,
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