A couple of weeks ago I wrote about seeing Naomi Shihab Nye at the Serendipity Conference in Vancouver. I'm still thinking about that talk. This poem probably comes as close as anything to catching the heart of what she spoke about:
CROSS THAT LINE
Paul Robeson stood
on the northern border of the USA
and sang into Canada...
Read the whole poem here.
The Poetry Friday Roundup is up at Big A little a.