They don’t publish the good news.
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Tag: <span>poetry</span>
I hope you will never hear bombs, child
and hide in bunkers for hours, sometimes even days
I try to peel the scotch tape from the windowpane—
so stubborn I can’t claw it off
I stop by the nearest supermarket
for sponges and cleaning gloves
throw in some steel wool
for good measure
A performing arts group in Vienna, the capital city of Austria, plunges into the adventure of fighting fear! Based on the poem ‘Life doesn’t scare me’, the intergenerational ensemble develops a production in which it confronts itself with the dangers, horror, and craziness of daily life.
Not one word
can describe
the essence
of who I am
and what I stand for.
It changes.
…
“Stop” is my frequent request
to quiet the voice that comes out of a globe
too often unwanted and unasked
and always unaware of my mood and needs.
It blabbers nonsense, it’s overly friendly,
Alexa, a pretender, a sales robot, eager to please.
But I am not buying.
…
Treating people with dignity,
it’s easy with “normal people,”
as we define them socially.
Work, income, and a structured life—
that’s how it has to be, only then
are you considered worthwhile—generally speaking.
…
The old year has been good to me
That’s in retrospect, of course
Because from this perspective
All bad looks smaller.
…
In a world of endless pain,
Where conflict rages on and on,
There is a hope, a saving grace,
In the form of machines, AI-grown.
…
Hope is not the thing with feathers
That comes home to roost
When you need it most.