Persons, not migrants or refugees.

PEOPLE washed up on beaches;

stranded in train stations, deserts, roads, checkpoints.


Would that they were whales I bet the world would rivet.

But consider the dead 3-year-old Syrian boy from Kobane limp on a Turkish beach.

Because we know his name–Aylan Kurdi–the pictures of his lifeless body have gone viral

igniting at last a real conversation.

It took a name. Persons.



BBC has collected pictures that show that those of us that “have” are a razor wire away from those that don’t.

3 thoughts on “Hung Out to dry but not to die, surely not: I stand at the clothesline with a Carolina Wren scolding in my ear while defending next year’s nest spot in the Trumpet Vine trellis, and I think of what’s happening in the Hungary train station. (a 420 character 9-line poem)

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