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Recalling History, Reframing Haiti

I spotted this quote on the Web. I found it interesting that Mr. Wendell, a well-off Harvard man of the 1800s would say this about Haiti. It seems so ultra, ultra-progressive. Nonetheless, here’s my attempt at changing the conversation. God if you’re listening, how about a moratorium on natural disasters for us (meaning black people, … Continue reading


Remembering the Children of Haiti

Patrick Harrel, staff photographer for the Miami Herald, won the Pulitizer prize his photographic stills of storm-torn Haiti (circa 2009). What’s striking about this photo is the subject’s eyes. I wonder how the children of Haiti view the International community? Do they feel loved by us? Invisible? As one of God’s creations? Art has that … Continue reading

Haiti On My Mind. . .

  Passing this along from Split This Rock’s Poem of the Week Archive: Mud Mothers the children of haiti are not mythological we are starving or eating salty cakes made of clay because in 1804 we felled our former slave captors the graceless losers sunk vindictive yellow teeth into our forests what was green is … Continue reading