Poem 36 – Displacement

Displacement

“…displace a moment’s hate with organized
Love…”  from ‘Faces’, Poems by Maya Angelou

every prejudice paused
is a lightning bolt lifted
from a constantly trembling earth

like gods we can be
with our choices to strike 
or be a light
electrifying change

every prejudice paused
is a displacement of hate

organize your hate
into thundering pauses
then free them into
the great canyon of 
equality and kindness 
make them disappear 
into the folds of easy love

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Last night I stayed up late finishing the book ‘The Angel’s Game’ by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. Zafon is one of my favourite writers. This is the third novel of this that I’ve read. It took me longer to finish it than the others because it was very scary…at times, I had to read it during the day so the light would keep me company. His writing grips my soul and doesn’t let go.

“Every book, every volume you see, has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and the soul of those who read it and lived and dreamed it. Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens…”

pg. 519 – The Angel’s Game by Carlos Ruiz Zafon

Reading his books is a spiritual experience. What are you reading?

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Novel Update: I pushed past 60,000 words yesterday. At one point, after writing for an hour straight, I felt like throwing up…dizzied by the outpouring. My body is definitely more tired at the end of the day now. But, progress is being made. The story is unfolding. I have faith in the characters. We’ll see what today’s writing uncovers.