On This Day

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Mikhail Kalashnikov Died 


A prolific gunmaker is now deceased.
I wonder if he is resting in peace?




RIP Maya Angelou, 86

The Bird Is Free


A shock, this day, for we
who loved a poet, now departed.

She leaves her mark – bright tokens
of her sojourn here –

on each library floor.
Don’t be alarmed: her words

will not be lost in looming dust.
They cry out to us today –

You never stamped on me.
I never hid my face.



An extract from On the Pulse of Morning, by Maya Angelou:

A Rock, A River, A Tree
Hosts to species long since departed,
Marked the mastodon,
The dinosaur, who left dried tokens
Of their sojourn here
On our planet floor,
Any broad alarm of their hastening doom
Is lost in the gloom of dust and ages.
The Rock cries out to us today,
You may stand upon me,
But do not hide your face.