Monday, June 22, 2020

 

Juneteenth Poems

If you read just one poem this week, make it Jill Scoggins's haiku:

“What’s Juneteenth, Moma?”
“Slaves fine'ly learned they’d been freed.”
“Who kept it from them?”

Silence. A long pause. 
Moma was thinking, thinking … then,
“White people. Like us.”

Meanwhile MKS said hers was a precurser to Christine's, so here it is:

The war was over
For two more years they waited. 
Emancipation.

And here is Christine's:

Juneteenth, not much changed
one hundred and fifty five
years later, waiting...

We had this from the Medievalist:

Juneteenth just shows us
How far we still have to go,
Slavery is bad.

And an entry from my dad! (quoting Janis Joplin, a Texan):

Freedom is just an-
other word for nothing left to 
lose Janis Joplin 

Free to stand up this 
Juneteenth, for many there is still
nothing left to lose

And one I read over several times, from Robert Johnson, a story picture:

A black landowner,
named Salls, would visit Mema
and Papa often.

Mema always had
coffee and coffee cake there,
for him to enjoy.

Comments:
Such great haiku, everyone!
 
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