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John Hardman's avatar

The black chunks of earth falling on the coffin lid are perhaps the key to our understanding of how we got here and what we can do about it.

As liberal progressives, we tend to live in our heads and in the ideas we generate rather than keeping our feet solidly on the ground, aligned with whatever 'reality' is the zeitgeist of the moment. We are dreamers who refuse to allow our dreams and illusions to die and be buried.

"Nostalgia is a sweet place for a poet and writer to be in. But it's an indulgence; a distraction. You can't live in a distraction." ~ Gulzar

We have been living in a "distraction" for decades now, imagining we still live in the simpler times of our fathers and forefathers. Those times are dead and gone, yet we desperately cling to our nostalgia. Denial, bargaining, and anger are the first steps of the grieving process, and we collectively have been looping around refusing to surrender to the stark reality we've created. Yes, we are immigrants now banished from our imagined home. Do we dig into the dirt of where we now are, and send our roots deep into this 'new world' we find ourselves inhabiting?

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Marilen Tilt's avatar

SPOT ON, YOUR MEMORIES ARE MINE TOO, keep the poetry going. MGT

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