Ariadne’s Notes: We celebrated our Official Peaceathon on the World Poetry Cafe with the first two wonderful poets! Katherine L. Gordon from Canada and Helen Bar-Lev from Israel.
Our team: Victor Schwartzman, tech, host and producer, Ariadne Sawyer, Special volunteer Sharon Rowe.
The Next Big Bang
Un-chart the oceans
un-map the continents
un-name the stars
un-calendar the days,
make it all undiscovered and new.
Then peoples of varied geographies
will be our teachers.
No wars, no weapons, no treaties or deceits,
the language of brotherhood will prevail.
Learning ideas to grow minds and hearts
dances and songs, cultural uniqueness celebrated.
How wise we will all become, how compassionate,
no one exploited, no one demeaned, only valued.
In new constellations, we will shine,
children will be gifts, the aged a treasure,
a circle of belonging and love.
We could eat sunshine and flowers,
animals our pets and we pets of animals,
history will be how we became one,
regrew the stars.
Katherine L. Gordon (c) All rights reserved.
© 2019, Poet, Critic and author. Canada.
****Read by the amazing Victor Shwartzman.
Let There Be Peace
No more war
said the bomb to the bullet
the shell to the tank
the missile to the rocket
said the plowshare to the sword
said the soldier to the slaughter
the widow to her children
Let there be peace
said the cemeteries to the skeletons
the fields to the poppies
the lion to the lamb
Amen again and again
© 8.2018 Helen Bar-Lev
***Read by Ariadne Sawyer.
Hele Bar-Lev, artist, poet www.helenbarlev.com
Overseas Connections Coordinator, Voices Israel Group of Poets in English
International Senior Poet Laureate, Amy Kitchener Foundation
Israeli representative, Immagine& Poesia https://immaginepoesia.jimdo.com/
Recipient Homer European Medal for Poetry and Art.
All rights reserved by author (C)
Painting. Helen writes:
Use this painting please Ariadne. It is of a street in the Artists Colony in Tsfat (Safed). I was a member of the colony and lived there from 1989-2001.
The door depicts the lions of Judah, the Hamsa, doves of peace, grapes – it is wooden and old.”