by Ethel Mortenson Davis
There have been
periods of time
in history
where the people
have had power,
periods of peace
where rulers
have been peaceful,
and people have had
their say.
But now,
we, as people,
have lost our power.
We are living
in a period
of war and injustice:
Like the ancient civilizations
where despots ruled
with reigns of terror
for millennium.
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by Ethel Mortenson Davis
His breathing
became ragged.
It was a rainy day.
At 6:00 p.m.
he passed away.
I was with him,
finally alone,
all afternoon.
I told him I was sorry
he had to endure
this ending.
A woman doctor
came up from
a different floor
to say to me
that when we die,
we choose the people
we want to be with.
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I am hoping that The Weirding Storm, A Dragon Epic, takes off in sales. It is selling slowly, but Indra’s Net, which Ethel and I both have poems in, is already a huge success. It is published by Bennison Books, the same publisher that published The Weirding Storm in Great Britain, and currently it is number 1 in sales on amazon.com in the poetry anthology category. Deborah Bennison is a great editor! Her book featuring poets from all over the world is obviously a huge success!
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Bennison Books, the publisher of my new book, The Weirding Storm, A Dragon Epic, has just released a new international anthology of poetry called Indra’s Net. Ethel is honored to have three poems in this important anthology. I was fortunate enough to have two poems accepted.
Carol Rumens, the Poetry Editor for The Guardian, one of the United Kingdom’s most important newspapers, wrote in the forward that:
The title of this anthology, Indra’s Net, was suggested by one of its poets, the late Cynthia Jobin. She explained: “Indra’s net is a metaphor for universal interconnectedness. It’s as old as ancient Sanskrit and as ‘today’ as speculative scientific cosmology. It’s what came to mind when thinking about nets and webs and interconnectedness … and jewels and poems.”
All proceeds from the anthology’s sale will be donated to the Book Bus, a “charity [that] aims to improve child literacy rates in Africa, Asia and South America by providing children with books and the inspiration to read them.”
I hope some of those who read this blog and Ethel’s and my Facebook postings will purchase what is a worthy project well worth everyone’s support.
To get more information on Indra’s Net to go to: https://bennisonbooks.com/2017/07/13/indras-net-all-profits-to-the-book-bus-charity.
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by Ethel Mortenson Davis
Ripe chokecherries
on the branch
remind me
of the bitterness
of winter’s coming.
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