Grief and Poetry: I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

I know.  But I do not approve.  And I am not resigned. –Edna St. Vincent Millay I was struck by the recent* school shooting to create an archive of occasional poems because the occasion of unfathomable collective grief is as predictable an event these days as any national holiday. I wanted to write poetry about … More Grief and Poetry: I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

Mary Anne Mohanraj poem: Four Days After the Shooting

Four Days After the Shooting By Mary Anne Mohanraj I dropped off my son at preschool yesterday, drove by a school playground, the children lining up in messy rows. I started to cry, again. Wiped my tears and went on to shop for holiday gifts, spending more, perhaps, on our children than I’d planned. They … More Mary Anne Mohanraj poem: Four Days After the Shooting

All I want for Xmas is my two front teeth, and a ferrari, and world peace and baby tiger

for Xmas, I am integrating all my past identities instead of living in slivers and burning bridges behind me…

Santa and childhood friends all live together in a magic land called FaceBook and this is an excellent place to send them wishes and letters etc. Some elf will read that mail. I sent similar “seasonal greetings” to… … More All I want for Xmas is my two front teeth, and a ferrari, and world peace and baby tiger