This year, the last Saturday of September, the regular day for the Global 100,000 Poets for Change Events around the world, falls on Yom Kippur, considered the Holiest day of the Jewish religion. Observant Jews around the world are fasting, having spent the Days of Awe leading up to Yom Kippur asking the people in their lives for forgiveness and inventorying their transgressions against Creation. Today, we Jews go to synagogue and ask Creation (G-d) for forgiveness. Another name for Yom Kippur is the Day of Atonement.

First, the order matters: We ask the people in our lives for forgiveness. Then we think how we have acted against the World. Then and only then do we turn to G-d for forgiveness.

Second, saying sorry is not enough, in our tradition. It is a start. In the Jewish tradition, people must also act differently, that is, they must enact the apology with a change in how they are in the world.

Third, human purpose can be understood—in how I have been taught—as working toward Tikkun Olam. Tikkun Olam is the repair or healing of Creation. While there is definitely a range of interpretations that could be made on what this healing entails, it certainly incorporates attention to the physical world as well as the spiritual. These two intertwine and interrelate in such a way as to be inseparable. Social Justice, Environmental Sustainability, and Peace—and writing, the arts, music in service of activism for positive change—are very relevant issues to our human purpose, from this view.

And thus, on the Holiest Day of the Jewish Year, it is appropriate to work toward Tikkun Olam, asking G-d’s forgiveness for all we have done that harms our fellow humans, inventorying our own role, and moving forward with action that shows our genuine desire to change and make things right again.

And, further, as the spiritual and the physical are interrelated, so are all of the arts (literature, art, music, dance, stage, film…), so are all three of the themes: Social Justice, Environmental Sustainability, and Peace.

So this year, on Yom Kippur, we ask you to join in with your contributions from any of the arts—share your efforts toward healing and repair of our World. As you do, remember this, paraphrased from the sages:

Do not despair at the iniquity and injustice of the world in which we live. For today, that is, in this period where injustice, racism, and greed seem to have risen to power, do not give up or give in.

It is not up to us to complete the work of Tikkun Olam, but this does not free us from working toward the healing and repair of Creation. That is, although we may not achieve our goals of a just, sustainable and peaceful world in our lifetime, we must continue to make progress, and in working toward them, the healing of Creation will occur, one poem, one essay, one novel, one painting, one sculpture, one song, one symphony, one performance at at a time…

By action, not words alone, will this be done. If ever there was a time when this action is more needed than others, certainly now is one—Resistance! Activism! Peace! Sustainability! Social Justice!

Instructions for how to participate follow below.

—Michael Dickel, Contributing Editor


Thanks to Jamie Dedes for getting our virtual 100TPC underway. Travel issues left me in the lurch. My apologies. May this introduction partially atone for my tardiness in getting the event going! Instruction on how to participate in today’s event are included below:



“It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a [woman or] man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.” ~ Robert F. Kennedy South Africa, 1966

Today under the banner of 100,000 Poets (and friends) for Change (100TPC) people the world over are gathered to stand up and stand together for PEACE, SUSTAINABILITY and SOCIAL JUSTICE.

Here is a sampling of the posters announcing these gatherings.They give you a small idea of how far-reaching this annual global event is and for which we have the work and vision of  100TPC cofounders Michael Rothenberg and Terri Carrion to thank.

Think on this when you are tempted to lose all hope for our species. Remember that—not just today, but everyday—there are ripples and waves and tsunamis of faith and courage crossing borders in the form of poetry, stories, art, music, friendships and other acts of heroism. Hang tough. And do join with us—The Bardo Group Beguines—today to share your own creative work and to enjoy the work of others. All are welcome no matter where in the world you live.

 

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Meanwhile our 100TPC host, Michael Dickel, was caught somewhere between Israel and the American Midwest, so we got off to a late start. Michael will be around during the day today.  He did especially want you to have the link to the 100TPC Resist Wall, where you can post activist and resistance poetry today or any day.


POST YOUR WORK HERE TODAY

To share your poems, art, photography and music videos for our “live” virtual 100TPC today, please use MisterLinky for url links. Just click on the icon below.  You can also simply paste your complete work or the url into the comments section.  Remember the themes are peace, sustainability and social justice.


To read shared work see the comments section and click on Mister Linky. Enjoy!

On behalf of Michael and the rest of The Bardo Group Beguines
and in the spirit of peace, love (respect) and community,
Jamie Dedes
Managing Editor,
The BeZine

96 thoughts on “100TPC, 2017 / Stand with us now for Peace, Sustainability and Social Justice

  1. More “Off the Shelf” from Zine team and guests:

    * The Peaceful Easel, Paula Kieutenbrouwer, http://wp.me/p1gLT0-1QJ
    * Celebrating Wilderness, Priscilla Galasso, http://wp.me/p1gLT0-4wW
    * War’s Cold Night, Charles W. Martin, http://wp.me/p1gLT0-3n3
    * Other Refugees, Corina Ravenscraft, http://wp.me/p1gLT0-3kp
    * The Art of Work, Naomi Baltuck, http://wp.me/p1gLT0-3fG
    * John Stuart Mill – On the Freedom of the Individual, John Anstie, http://wp.me/p1gLT0-37p

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  2. Today, I spent the day with passionate, like-minded people trying to ponder the ways we dialogue, the strengths we have, the challenges facing us, and how can we stand strong in the face of all the isms while maintaining a stance of peacemaking and nonviolence.

    I have hope because together we are stronger. And this energy of hope points the way towards the future regardless of the irrationality that comes from our current political leaders.

    I am inspired to write a haiku to honor the luscious souls I encountered today.

    the heron’s gaze rests
    bluebirds twitter senselessly
    the tide is coming

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    1. I rather think we overwhelm the irrational. We just don’t get the publicity they do. Well done. Glad you had time and energy to stop by and leave your words. Hope you get a chance for dinner and well-deserved rest now.

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  3. From Evelyn Augusto: GUNS DON’T SAVE PEOPLE POETS DO … a call for submissions

    Calling all Hudson Valley and Catskill Region Poets…

    Would you like to be a featured poet at GUNS DON’T SAVE PEOPLE POETS DO…Dueling with words to stop Gun Violence. Oct 6th at 8pm, The Glen Falls House, Round Top, NY?

    Send 3 poems to evelynaugusto2012@gmail.com and your contact information.

    Limited space…

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  4. Remembrance

    After an artifact of the Auschwitz-Birkenau State Museum

    Before we left Oswiecim, went to work elsewhere for the devil, and we left you to play your sweet clarinet for those officer’s parties and decampment marches, six of us said a Novena and made a promise in the bunker you built. Remember that sweet German marmalade, Albert? And those cups of tepid soup we brought to you those August nights? I remember your ready smile and broad hands. How capable you were with a carpenter’s tools. We were, each of us, around 19 years old in September of 1944. Karol said you reminded him of his kid brother, the stubborn mass of your young muscles despite the starvation and hard labor you endured. You heartened us. And we loved you as we did another Jew, a Nazarene who was also a carpenter.

    And in that place where you worked alone those hot afternoons, in that bunker that we built together intended to protect the SS in case of an air raid; the rest of us, we gathered and Bronislow wrote our names and prisoner numbers on a scrap of paper that Karol ripped from an empty cement bag. We used the pencil left by a visiting inspector and there where you hid the evidence of the food we hid for you, the jelly jars and soup tins. There in the cement wall, inside an old vinegar bottle, after we said a prayer for survival, and if nothing else remembrance of our young lives, we secreted that scrolled paper after adding your name, Albert Veissid, and A12063, your prisoner number.

    —Meg Harris, New York, U.S.A.

    list of laborers

    About the artifact

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  5. Vulture

    Peace is the dividing cell
    ferocious in the marrow.
    It coats the bullet,
    cannot be marched
    to with signs or weapons.
    Peace is the vulture
    loving the corpse.
    It is the victory sign on a mass grave.
    It never left. It pulses
    under the noise, Peace does.

    We thought we could name God.
    And we did. All of God’s names
    are God’s names. Even the one
    you cannot speak. Peace, too,
    has every name we ever gave it.
    It is upon the back of the cockroach.
    Peace has always loved
    the shiny armor of a cockroach.

    —Meg Harris

    First appeared in the Cafe Review and is included in my recently released chapbook Inquiry Into Loneliness from Crisis Chronicles Press.

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  6. Take Courage My Brother

    The great Indian Chief stood atop the mountain facing the sun, the sky, the forests, and peering down at all the wild beasts of the prairies. He wondered, how is it that these white men that we welcomed with open arms, come to rob us out of our land, our homes and all that we have grown to love? What is the meaning of their flag? Why must we stand ready to fight against this foe? Why do the settlers want to possess this great land that was meant for everyone to share? How is it that they will stop at nothing until they have divided our peoples and try to kill all that remains of our indomitable spirit?

    The soldiers chase us away to a foreign land, taking us away from everyone and everything that we hold dear. They rape this great mountain of its resources and plunder it until every speck of beauty is gone, all in the name of progress. What a travesty. The land is now laid waste and strip-mined for coal and other commodities all for their consumption. Federal workers patrol the small portion that remains, while the First Nations people who live are relegated to subsist on reservations. Let us not forget our brothers and sisters who are hurting. Now is the time for healing. Now is the time for reconciliation.

    —Denise Fletcher

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