Poetry - Lynn White

  Party For Gaza The invitations were sent.   Some accepted.   Some declined.   Some were revoked, well, it’s cool to change your mind. And there are always some no-shows, too peaceful to party, too warlike for peace, but afeared of falling prey to imprisonment, afeared of falling prey   to paying or just afeared   of justice. https://oddballmagazine.com/poem-by-lynn-white-24/

  Fenland It stands alone there in the fen,   an old building, derelict now but still stately as a church, a cathedral like church, one of the many built   by those profiting from the wool of the sheep grown on those flat-lands and of the labour of poor men and women. Built to secure the rich man’s place in Heaven, and standing there still like this building, just one more elderly relic of the same trade with stories to tell of Heaven and Hell under those big skies with storm clouds rolling. https://figtreepoetry.substack.com/p/the-fig-tree-womens-poetry-special?utm_source=post-email-title&publication_id=2235385&post_id=184135626&utm_campaign=email-post-title&isFreemail=true&r=juknd&triedRedirect=true&utm_medium=email