I post this poem in support of those I know in Georgia, and for all those who are suffering under its repressive Georgian Dream Party government. For information on what's happening there, you might start with the Amnesty International report on human rights in Georgia here. I especially send this poem to those imprisoned or harassed for their belief in freedom of expression and for their peaceful resistance to tyranny, and will work for their release using my pen, even if it's at a distance. Poets are always among those whose voices are crushed by the institutions of power, but poets speak beyond borders and will be heard. So many younger people are deeply distressed by the reactionary shifts in their life situations, and need to be heard, to be understood, to be affirmed.
A Pacifist Sends Support to All Those Suffering from Repression in Georgia
I have never visited Georgia,
though I have seen how pictures
of mountains and their valleys
can evoke both the fantastical
and pragmatic, how the comforts
and tensions of family
can be illuminated,
how distance between
village and city
can be both a stress
and relief. I hear talk
outside the global news
services and their selective,
delegated, weighted stories.
And I hear charged voices
arising from many
streets, houses, work-
places, parks, burning
with anger and frustration
but galvanised, polyphonic
through power-lines, through leaves,
a choir of terrain and its people,
gathering across altitudes.
I sense those after-image fragments
reaching out over the sea —
a mist with clarity —
coalescing to stir
all sacred places.
Lines of pain stretch out
from prisons, their speakers
hidden away, smothered,
and I know those, too.
You are heard, people,
you are heard. I send
this back in the hope
that it acts as a talisman —
to help keep you safe,
to show that we care.
John Kinsella
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