tiistai 30. huhtikuuta 2024

GRAVEYARD OF THE ATLANTIC AND THE MEDITERRANEAN

51 people trying to reach Canary Islands
from occupied Western Sahara or Mauretania,
51 refugees of wars and refugees of deprivation,
drowned in the Atlantic last week.

9 survivors hang onto the upturned
hull of the boat for days, to be finally saved
yesterday. We won't see movies made
about them, not even documentaries.

Around 30 000 people have drowned
trying to reach Europe in the last decade.
Mediterranean and Atlantic graveyards for
victims, cemeteries for Europe's conscience.

30.04.2024


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sunnuntai 28. huhtikuuta 2024

CARRY OUT AIR-STRIKES AGAINST RSF / JANJAWEED TO SAVE CIVILIANS IN THE CITY OF EL FASHER

One air-strike could drive
RSF / Janjaweed genocidaires
away from the city of El Fasher,

save 800 000 civilians from
a bloodbath in the Second
Darfur Genocide,

but same countries
that defended Apartheid
Israel's genocidal regime

from Iran's retaliation
now pretend they can
do nothing else

than ask RSF and military
junta to act differently,
and if that doesn't work,

that's it. Another slaughter
like in El Geneina, because Israeli
military bases matter more

than the lives of civilians
when they are black
or brown.

28.04.2024


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REAL GENOCIDE AND AN IMAGINARY WAR

While Apartheid Israel's regime
is committing a genocide
in occupied Palestine,

our press is falling back
in a fighting retreat across
Lapland, waiting

for NATO reinforcements
to arrive for the launch
of a counter-attack.

(We are not in a war,
foreigners, we have wrong
people doing news.)

28.04.2024


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YOU CAN'T GO WRONG

Normalize 
treating billionaires
as sub-human.

28.04.2024


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SOMEWHAT AFTER W. B. YEATS

 Men are feeble beasts, weak,
these with the limp worm
hanging small between thighs,
more weak the harder they
hit their fist against the face
of the world, crumbling
themselves with each strike;
they think they are fighting
with courage and bravado
as they break apart and fall.

28.04.2024


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A MARBLE APHRODITE

A marble Aphrodite, her serene face
turned on the side above a bare bosom;
a fair Roman copy of a Hellenistic bronze
beauty; yet  below, under the navel,
all is missing, just torn stone and then
emptiness that shocks, evoking a broken
human body; a broken body emerging
from under the rubble of a bombed
home, desperate hands digging, revealing
a head and a torso, driven by a burning
hope of saving them, unmoving as they
are, and then, pulling, they rise like this,
mere third of a body, then a bloody mess,
and rest missing. You almost feel a need
to vomit, bile rising to your throat, seeing
this goddess of love and sex, ravaged
like fragile human flesh each day
and night, two hundred days.

28.04.2024

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lauantai 27. huhtikuuta 2024

CAT IN A BUCKET

The old cat has taken to sleeping
in a pail, above layers of cleaning
towels left inside it, like a tiny
dragon Griaule making its own
landscape, a bonsai cat when
it slumbers, murmuring.

19.-27.04.2024


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FUTURE WILL REMEMBER ZIONISM FOR THE GENOCIDE IT COMMITTED

There's a great difference between late 19th
century Zionism, its birth as an idea of a refuge
for Jews from European antisemitism,
and the current Zionism, the daily horror
of an Apartheid state committing a genocide
against an oppressed nation it has tormented
for seventy-six years without a pause.

But the roots of the latter are still present
in the former, and the future will remember
the genocide Zionism committed, and little
of  how it began and caring even
less about its historical excuses.

28.02.-27.04.2024


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GENOCIDAIRES AND FREE SPEECH

Those who are carrying
out a genocide

will never allow
criticism towards it.

24.04.2024


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perjantai 26. huhtikuuta 2024

IN PALESTINE, IN EUROPE

The baby girl born from the womb
of a dead mother, killed with her husband
and daughter by Israel's occupation forces
six days ago in Rafah, is now dead herself.
She lived five days amidst the genocide.

In the European Union, the liberal
candidate to lead the European Commission
demands that EU funding in the future must go
only to organizations that profess Zionism.

26.04.2024


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maanantai 22. huhtikuuta 2024

'WESTERN' LIBERALS AND THE HOLOCAUST IN OCCUPIED PALESTINE

For decades they dreamed of their
unyielding, vocal opposition, of heroic
acts they would do if the world faced

a second Holocaust. But when one
came, the victims weren't the right ones,
so they decided instead to support it.

22.04.2024


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sunnuntai 21. huhtikuuta 2024

TWO BIRTHS IN GAZA

20th April 2024 in Gaza Strip.

Few hours separate two births in Gaza:
A small baby is cut out of her murdered
mother's womb, months premature,
and a girl aged around seven or eight
is dug out from under the rubble of
her family home; her's a rebirth into
a second life which Israeli bomb
can end at any moment.

21.04.2024


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BIDENOCIDE

People who spent decades declaring "Never Again!"
are now saying that opposing an ongoing genocide
is actually bad electoral politics and shouldn't be done,

and that when it comes to people who protest
against the ongoing genocide, the police
should be send to deal with them.

21.04.2024


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lauantai 20. huhtikuuta 2024

WE, THE LUCKY ONES

We dream our lives away,
the lucky ones; the unlucky
ones toil them away, or
are blown to bits by a missile,
starved to death or shot
on the yard of a burned
hospital. We, the lucky
ones, moan that our
hopes came to nothing
because we didn't
seize the day. How
foolish we, twice.

20.04.2024


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perjantai 19. huhtikuuta 2024

THE INK IS DRY, THE BLOOD IS NOT

I will make the day's last pot of coffee, make 
crisp bread sandwiches with cheese and salad,
then sit before the laptop drinking warmth
and munching, with jaws and mind, thinking
whether to face the butchery yet or translate
poems half a dozen people will read until
all the words have run dumb and I can't
avoid facing the broken bodies. will
retweet images of slaughtered children.
Whether before dry sentences or after.
For what was done must be seen.
Even if only ten people or twenty
witness what humankind has done
yet again to its offspring.

19.04.2024

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21ST CENTURY POETRY

Perhaps genocide is the true poetry
of our age? Perhaps that is why poetry
of old goes unread; our age writes
in blood, unsatisfied with ink, and
thus the greatest killers are given
the greatest accolades, praised as our
Shakespeares, our Poes, these
divine content creators for
45 second news stories.

19.04.2024

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ERASE THE RICH

If you don't erase the rich,
they will kill you and the whole
human race,

and much of the planet's
life with you, with us. So,
erase the rich.

19.04.2024

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SOME OBSERVATIONS ABOUT ONGOING GENOCIDES

None of the Hard-Right and Far-Right Christians
who support Apartheid Israel's genocide
against occupied Palestinians

ever raise their forked tongues in support
of the occupied Papuans suffering a genocide
at the hands of Indonesia.

The people of West Papua are mostly
Christians, but to the self-declared warriors
of Christendom that and the fact

of the faith of their oppressors
is negated by the colour of their skin,
the Israeli genocidaires having 'Right' one.

19.04.2024

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DON'T BE A COWARD

Write now poems for the genocides that are taking place;
don't be one of those who remember only what
is safely in the past; write for Darfur, write for Palestine,
write for West Papua and Xinjiang, East Turkestan.

Don't just remember those who have memorials, who
have been accepted into the pantheon of victims;
write for those whose killers breath still and are
still killing, write for those whose corpses are warm.

19.04.2024

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EUROPEAN POLITICIANS AND THE GENOCIDE IN OCCUPIED PALESTINE

They have no problem with these corpses, with these
mass graves, those who have spent year after year
laying wreaths on memorials as part of their official
duties, shedding crocodile tears and words how these
kind of atrocities will be always remembered and will
never allowed to repeat. They have no problem,
now, with entire families being slaughtered for
two-hundred days, forty-thousand lost or more.

No, they have no problem; but eventually
their successors in office will come with wreaths
and crocodile tears to memorials for this slaughtered
nation, declaring how the atrocity will never be
forgotten and will never be allowed to repeat.

19.04.2024

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THEY THINK ETHNIC-RELIGIOUS LABELS MATTER MORE THAN THE UNITED SUFFERING OF THE VICTIMS

Zionists of all hues think they can mourn
the past genocide in Europe and celebrate
the ongoing genocide in Palestine
at the same time; that no matter how
many they slaughter, they themselves
are entitled to claim victimhood for
what an another group of Far-right
nationalists did to the Jews.

19.04.2024

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torstai 18. huhtikuuta 2024

THEY OPPOSED ONLY ONE GENOCIDE, NOT GENOCIDES OVERALL

The Zionists never had a problem with a genocide.
They had a problem with Jews being the victims of a genocide.
Not with a self-declared Jewish state committing a genocide.
Not with occupied Palestinians being the victims.
The Zionists have no problem with that.

18.04.2024

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keskiviikko 17. huhtikuuta 2024

IF A BOT...

If a bot on a social media platform claims
war crimes are not real, they are not happening,
according to the supporters of Israel,
not even if their heads are pushed inside
buckets full of the blood of the victims.

17.04.2024

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DURING AN ONGOING GENOCIDE

During an ongoing genocide,
Israel's flag is a hate symbol.
That's the poem.

17.04.2024

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HATE CORRUPTS

Modern Zionism kills
not only entire families,
but humanity in the human
being who becomes a Zionist.

17.04.2024

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SHIELD FOR GENOCIDE

The only reason Israel cares
about the Holocaust is
that it helps it to commit
a genocide of its own.

Old cadavers shielding
those who turn living
bodies into new cadavers.

17.04.2024

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CHRISTIAN ZIONISM

Christian Zonism has snapped the moral
neck of the 'West'; there's just a corpse
laying among those Israel slaughtered.

17.04.2024

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THEY SHOT DOWN IRANIAN MISSILES AND DRONES IN THAT ACT OF THEATER, BUT...

No American, British, French, Jordanian
and Saudi planes to shoot down Israeli
missiles that have rained into Palestine's
Gaza and Lebanon yesterday and tonight.

One would first have to commit a genocide
to get that level of protection.

17.04.2024


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sunnuntai 14. huhtikuuta 2024

RECONNECTING

Seventeen degrees Celsius where sunrays
hit the thermometer, feels you have
been transported into an another time,
another land, your long shadow on
the ground part you left behind,
years ago, and now picked up again.

11.-14.04.2024


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PAPUA MERDEKA

The first social media account I lost to censorship
was because of West Papua. Here in the 'West',
remembrance of the Holocaust is holy, because
it's safely in the past. But show people images
of an ongoing genocide, how human bodies
are broken, sliced open, and the society which
shouts "Never Again!" and thus considers
having done its civilized duty, declares
evidence of an ongoing genocide is "Gore"
and shouldn't be seen, being "Too graphic".

Ongoing genocides are such a bother,
you almost feel like you should be doing
something about them, when you would
rather prefer not to see or know. 
So you censor. Conscience can
continue its deep slumber.

14.04.2024


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lauantai 13. huhtikuuta 2024

EL FASHER

El Fasher, the only major city
in Darfur not in the hands of the RSF
/ Janjaweed, is now being targeted
by it, after military junta's gains in
Khartoum and Omdurman. Villages
around the city being burned, their
populations pouring into the city
already bulging from refugees
from elsewhere in Darfur. Usually
the military junta's forces give
up without much of a fight,
but is there anywhere for them
to run, this time? That gives
some hope the junta soldiers will
fight, otherwise thousands will
be slaughtered like in El Geneina
where mass graves mark atrocities.

13.04.2024


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perjantai 12. huhtikuuta 2024

ISRAEL ÜBER ALLES

The 'West' is more upset and alarmed
about the possibility that Iran will respond
militarily to the Israeli attack against
its consulate in Damascus than about
Israel's Apartheid, genocide and 57 years
of occupation against the Palestinian people.

12.04.2024


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ANOTHER POGROM TODAY IN ISRAELI OCCUPIED PALESTINE

Apartheid Israel's occupation forces
blocked entrances to the occupied
West Bank village of al-Mughayir
and let in illegal colonialists who
have killed one man, Jihad Abu Alia,
wounded up to fifty people, one
shot in head and seriously injured,
and burned at least fourty buildings
and vehicles in a still ongoing pogrom.

This will barely make news in the 'West'.
It's what the 'West' has called 'Peace'
for the last seventy-six years.

12.04.2024


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LINGERING SNOW

Yesterday I still walked, stumbling, on
deep snow that gave away under my
boots in the cool shade of the forest,
a long white track of winter through
spring that surprised me when
I thought to take a shortcut.

12.04.2024


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GERMANS AND GENOCIDE

German politicians scream about "Islamists"
while banning a congress about the ongoing
genocide by Apartheid Israel in Palestine,
have Jewish peace activists arrested and
claim their opposition to the genocide
is "Hatred against Jews".

I see it in my mind through black-and-white, old
news reels of Nazi Germany, and unlike German
politicians and officials, I've learned that genocide
is always wrong, instead their belief that it just
a question of having the right, acceptable victims.

12.04.2024


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torstai 11. huhtikuuta 2024

CRUELTY AND INHUMANITY

Journalist Motasem Dalloul, whose wife and son
were killed by Apartheid Israel's occupation forces,
published a photograph showing his mother with
his brothers and few of their children last year at
this time, and then mentioned how many children
and grandchildren each has lost in the last six months.

Another post of his says 45 of his close relatives
have been killed by Israeli occupation
in the ongoing genocide.

And in the replies supporters of Apartheid Israel's
genocidal regime are mocking and taunting,
their idea of how to drum up solidarity
and support for the Apartheid State
being cruelty and inhumanity.

11.04.2024


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tiistai 9. huhtikuuta 2024

FOOL'S GOLD

Reading in a poem by a Scottish poet Jarvie
about fool's gold, I suddenly have a faint
memory of us panning gold in Lapland,
for fun during a summer visit, finding
fool's gold among the sand. Early
to mid Eighties, a cloudy day, dark
trees, clear and cold flowing water,
you without seeing your faces, but
alive, talking lost words beyond
recall. Fool's gold it was not.

08.04.2024


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SINCE 1987

Since 1987 we have had the wrong people
in charge of this country, the worst stripping
it down, stealing and pillaging, the best
too cautious to do more than little repairs,
never trying to turn back the tide of shit
that has flooded everything after the worst
opened the sluice gates to make themselves
richer and everyone else worse off.

08.04.2024


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AFTER FETCHING THE MAIL

I sit on the delapitated porch,
reading Donald Duck, listening to
the near constant birdsong, watching
the warm light of the late evening wane.
Some kind of peace, this.

08.04.2024


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FETCHING THE MAIL

As I turn the corner, past the
unpainted barn, refuge for
many critters, I hear them
before they come in sight,
flying over the road, a pair
of swans, sounding the spring.

08.04.2024


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RUDE AWAKENING

I awoke to the cat screaming,
jumping atop me, another jump
taking him further to the bed.
"Now he's had it," I thought,
"the old fellow is done, 
something broke in him."

I roused myself, took him
up, looked this way and that,
deep into his yellow eyes,
tried whether any part of him
hurt when touched.

There was nothing apparently
wrong with him, as the hours
have confirmed; he sits there
smug and comfy atop a bag
on the bed as I write, and
the best I can fathom, from
where he spends his nights,
the direction of where he
must have made his jump,
is that the old bugger leaned
against the heater in his sleep
and woke thinking he
was burning.

08.04.2024


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maanantai 8. huhtikuuta 2024

20:02

An eclipse on the other side
of the world, and here, crowns
of trees swaying in the wind,
blazing orange-red as
the Sun is setting, hidden
behind darkening forest line.

08.04.2024


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19:52

The shifting dance of light and
shadow ended in half-cloudy
stillness, the Sun hidden, half
of the sky pale soft blue and
then... a rip in ther clouds, and
deep golden-orange light
on everything not in shade.

08.04.2024


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AFTER VOTING THE FASCISTS TO POWER

The lambs voted for slaughter
and are now telling each other
that it might not be so bad.

08.04.2024


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EARLY SPRING

The ruins of autumn
and no blade of grass.

08.04.2024


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NO FASCISTS ALLOWED

Post "Based" and it's an
immediate block, you fascist
piece of shit.

08.04.2024


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18:30

As suddenly as it came, it's
gone from the landscape,
the light, sunbeams gilding
the wreck of autumn revealed
by winter's waning. Now gray,
cold, the evening glooms.

08.04.2024


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THEY ARE A STRANGER

One day you are old, and
you don't feel like it, you
feel you are still yourself,
your young yourself,
that you never changed
into this person who
has lived to be old,
lived without noticing
how much those years
going past amounted into.

They are a stranger, that
person people see when they
look at you now, that old
stranger they addreess, hard
to reconcile with who you are,
still, to yourself.

08.04.2024


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´18:20

So late in the day, sunshine,
the whole gloomy April landscape
of wrecked Autumn past
now a shining Spring.

08.04.2024


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MODERN SOCIETY

Society takes care of those
who are in a good enough shape
to take care of themselves,
have enough in them to run
through its mazes, showing
they are fit enough to be helped.

08.04.2024


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WHAT THE SOCIETY HAS BECOME

There are no consequences, no
consequences whatsoever, when
people are allowed to slip, fall
through. No consequences, no
consequences whatsoever. No
inquries, no guilty consciences,
few one even notices what
happened after they opened
their fingers on which people
had to come to rest, briefly,
slipping, falling through
the gaps emerging between,
plunging in to the depths,
written off like it would
be no one's fault.

08.04.2024


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THIS STATE OF BEING

What is this, this state after existence
for all purposes has ceased beyond
the act of breathingthe basic bodily
functions; this, this is mere being,
nothing more, for existence is
having goals, doing, creating,
going out in the rain and getting
wet in the spring shower, not looking
feeling nothing but the landscape,
it's gloomy colours, seeping into
you. There must be a million monks
and nuns who yearn for this and
never achieve, tied to the act of
shaping the world, raking the fallen
wet leaves away, existing.

08.04.2024


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