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Friday, February 01, 2013

Rush Hour Moses [Week's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington, February 1, 2013]

Rush Hour Moses [Week's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington, February 1, 2013]
Filth is his muscle
diverting the waves
of this black and white sea—
this subway station, this sea
and destination.

“When Marcia has no bed, she is left with precious few options, none of them good. She can ride the city bus, hoping for a kind driver who won’t boot her into the street. That’s what a 55-year-old woman I met named Dorothy used to do until she deemed that strategy too risky. “If you don’t get a nice driver, you have to get off every hour or so and wait for another one,” Dorothy said. “If you have to wait for a bus at three in the morning, you’ll be waiting a long time. Anything can happen.””
—By Rose Aguilar, The Nation; Wednesday, 30 January 2013 00:00
http://truth-out.org/news/item/14228-old-female-and-homeless




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