Notes: If you have time, watch the incandescent poem below, the inspiration for my poem, found when I went looking for wind and waves. At this time of too many divisions, let’s remember the past and honor each others’ stories. We need to unite, fight the virus, not each other.

Oral Traditions
— William Nu’Utupu Giles and Travis T.

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Brenda Davis Harsham

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November 1, 2020

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Holiday, Photography, Poetry

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November on the Brain

The first startling snow melts.
The evidence of an odd year
disappears into wet puddles
and sodden soil, cold and drear. Continue reading →

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Brenda Davis Harsham

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June 28, 2020

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Memoir, Photography, Poetry

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Fly By

The world hums with voices
as the warm days fly by,
people in pain
virus numbers climbing
exhausted frontline workers
and protestors in peril.
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Brenda Davis Harsham

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May 25, 2020

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Memoir, Photography, Poetry

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Rebirth

in a time
of confusion and fear,
rebirth

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Brenda Davis Harsham

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April 22, 2020

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Memoir, Photography, Poetry

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Far Fields

Seeing the same four walls
in this endless
pandemic confinement,
but imagining far fields,
wildflowers bobbing,
waterfalls singing, Continue reading →