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Fossil Hunting at John Lennon Airport, Liverpool by Jude Nutter

Fossil Hunting at John Lennon Airport, Liverpool by Jude Nutter

Some poems linger in your mind long after you’ve read them. Everyone has a favorite poem. If you haven’t found yours yet, remain with us; every Sunday, we’ll assist you in your search. Visit SML to read Tina Gross’s favorite poem Fossil Hunting at John Lennon Airport, Liverpool by Jude Nutter, which she is sharing with us as our guest editor. Perhaps it will be yours as well.

Fossil Hunting at John Lennon Airport, Liverpool by Jude Nutter

My Father’s Fledgling by Robyn Katona

We are all raised by someone who was or is something else other than a parent. Parents are not some kind of indestructible, all-knowing superman. They are individuals with real fears, worries and battles, as well as real hopes and dreams. Forgiving our parents is a core task of adulthood and one of the hardest kinds of forgiveness. As Robyn Katona suggests in her poem “My Father’s Fledgling”, forgive your father for being human, his wings are clipped.

Fossil Hunting at John Lennon Airport, Liverpool by Jude Nutter

Lifting a rose gold sun by Denise Hanh Huynh

Asian American women were already dealing with the brunt of racist attacks in the past year. Besides this, Asian women have a long history of suffering from harmful stereotypes that objectify and depict them as submissive, meek and hypersexualized, erasing their individuality. Eight individual women, with individual backgrounds and lives died on March 21, 2021 in Atlanta, GA and Denise Hanh Huynh memorializes them in her poem Lifting a rose gold sun.

Fossil Hunting at John Lennon Airport, Liverpool by Jude Nutter

A Fractioned Man by Comrade Tripp

It’s not necessarily that Comrade Tripp wanted to stop being mixed race, but that he wanted being treated differently to go away. Each of our own experiences is incredibly unique, depending on who we are raised by, where we were raised, how we look. I think Comrade figured out another language, besides comedy, to express himself. That language is poetry, his mother’s language.

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