The world will follow joy: turning madness into flowers (new poems)

What makes the Dalai Lama lovable?

If I was president ("were may be substituted by those who prefer it")

From: poems for my girls

Don't be like those who ask for everything

Knowing you might someday come

Turning madness into flowers #1

What it feels like

Before I leave the stage

Remember?

Working class hero

The ways of water

You want to grow old like the Carters

The answer is: live happily!

Word reaches us

When you see water

This is a story of how love works

Alice and Kwamboka

May it be said of me

And do you see what they have bought with it?

She

Our martyrs

The tree of life has fallen

To change the world enough

Blessed are the poor in spirit

What do I get for getting old? a picture story for the curious!

Desire

March births

Two boys on a pink tricycle

Coming to worship the 1,000-year-old cherry tree

Listening to Bedouins, thinking of Bob

Peonies

Black and white cows

Worms won't need a menu

From paradise to paradise

Sailing the hot streets of Athens, Greece

Life takes its own sweet time

One meaning of the immaculate heart

To stand beaming and clapping

And in that sacred time

Why peace is always a good idea

Hope

Tranquil

The raping of maids

This human journey

In this you are wrong

Hope to sin only in the service of waking up

The part of God that stings

9/11: an irrelevant truth

The Buddha's disagreeable relative

We who have survived

Racism dates us

The world we want is us

The joyful news of your arrest

Every revolution needs fresh poems

The foolishness of captivity

Despair is the ground bounced back from

Occupying Mumia's cell

Another way to peace

We pay a visit to those who play at being dead

Democratic womanism

Democratic motherism

After many years and much silliness

When I join you

Going out to the garden.