SquareRoot of Love: Broken Heart

There are numerous causes to have a damaged coronary heart nowadays: youngsters dying on the borders, jail slave labor, violence of all kinds, mass shootings, church betrayal, fallen icons, and, of course, the loss of the Queen of Soul. It appears that evidently we now have misplaced greater than our Hurricane Aretha—we’ve additionally misplaced the collective soul that ought to information a humanity rooted in love and empathy. There are lots of causes to despair, particularly when Trump and lots of leaders like him are on the helm of sinking ships heavy with the luggage of white supremacy, political corruption, and xenophobia.

Nevertheless damaged our hearts really feel, we should keep on and discover the areas for, the conversations about, and the dedication to reaffirming the facility of expression and motion. We should discover a strategy to maintain the roots of love and justice robust. Our sanity and survival might rely upon this very capability.

The SquareRoot of Love, a collection of wine, poetry, and movie occasions, is a name to the artistic class and past to discover concepts and expressions of love. It’s a name to broaden the spirit of Valentine’s Day to incorporate the celebration and reflection of love’s position within the pursuit of social justice, peace, and human compassion. For extra on the origins of this venture see right here.

Final yr, SquareRoot of Love: Love, Politics, and Energy was organized in each New York and Paris. The New York present was held on the Bowery Poetry Membership on February 12, and featured Raluca Albu, Rev. Billy/ The Church Cease Buying, Pleasure Garnett, Melissa Goodrum, Herukhuti, Miss Justice Jester, Swati Khurana, M.L. Liebler, Yael Acher “KAT” Modiano, Kristin Prevallet, Edwin Torres, and Christopher Paul Wolfe. I used to be honored to host this present, and to considerably selfishly shared my landmark birthday with such an unimaginable group of poets and musicians. See the Bowery Poetry Membership video trailer under.

Two days later, on Valentine’s Day, the Paris occasion was held on the Tradition Rapide. This second occasion featured Jamika Ajalon, Antonia Alexandra Klimenko, Ray Knight, Rethabile Masilo, Lisa Pasold, Daniel Wilner, with host Ed Bell.

Because the poets on the Paris occasion have been winding down and on the brink of take the group photograph above, some 4500 miles away, at that very second, a highschool in Parkland Florida was beneath siege. As I tried to observe a uneven stream of the Paris occasion on my cellphone, I used to be being distracted by the information blitzing previous on the lodge TV display about one thing occurring in Florida. However there’s all the time one thing loopy happening in Florida, I assumed to myself. Trayvon Martin, the Orlando membership capturing, and pet alligators consuming young children. However this was totally different, massively totally different, and really a lot murderous. A really unhappy Valentine’s Day certainly.

Months later, I assumed, perhaps I’ve all of it mistaken. Perhaps we should always discover extra the SquareRoot of Hate. How can we people be so merciless? Whereas I do know it’s unimaginable to manage the psychopathy that may trigger such evil, we will attempt to restrict the instruments of destruction reminiscent of Accomplice flags and weapons. Impressed by the Parkland shootings, I made a decision to put in writing Senator Rubio of Florida an open Valentine’s Day letter to problem him on his pro-gun politics and to implore him to take heed to the protesting college students as they deserve a protected world free from gun violence. This letter morphed right into a movement graphic animation that includes a particular Rubio portrait I first did for my pal Kim Sillen’s Senator Portrait Venture, which “features sixty-four paintings by sixty-four artists depicting the NRA’s enablers with blood on their hands.”

So, I now current to you “My Florida Valentine: The Rubio Letter”:

With all of this in coronary heart, I current to you the 2019 program of the third annual SquareRoot of Love: Broken Heart – Sarasota/Paris, a movie, poetry and music occasion devoted to the worldwide damaged coronary heart that we as people endure collectively, and to the seventeen victims and all of the survivors of the Parkland Excessive Faculty bloodbath. The Sarasota, Florida occasion, happening on Valentine’s Day, will function Lois Betterton, Su Byron, Dazery, KyleeliseTHT, Kathryn Pompey, Steve McAllister, and Joshua Nwankwo. On Sunday, February 17, the Paris occasion will function contributions from Audio Visible Terrorism, David Barnes, Ed Bell, International Community, Antonia Alexandra Klimenko, Cecilia, Llompart, Rethabile Masilo, Fedorah Philippeaux, Camille Andrea Wealthy, Yann Rousselot, Moe Seager, Kristina Vaughan, Daniel Wilner, and Nina Živančević.

We’re proud to share poems in the present day from Lois Betterton, KyleeliseTHT, David Barnes, Cecilia Llompart, and Nina Živančević, as a specific assortment of works that might be learn on the SquareRoot of Love: Broken Heart occasions in Sarasota and Paris.

I Danced with Demise
(for Meadow Pollack, age 18)

Demise shouldn’t be what you assume it’s. The human spirit doesn’t finish with demise.

I’m alone now, and that’s all that I can see. I hear muffled voices off within the distance, I’m only a shadow now and that’s all that I can ever be. Caught within the chilly absence of something alive, whereas noticing that I can solely see by means of reminiscence’s eyes; backward is my solely view, the ghosts of pale reminiscences now’s all that’s left of me.

I’m shot! I’m jolted upward, feeling tangled and alone, and I stay suspended there, when everyone’s gone. All the things went black after which a light-weight once more returned, and every thing is totally different now, my wounds not burn.

Nobody can hear or see me now, a dull marionette engulfed in violence, terror’s last shouts and screams, after which it lastly ends.

Bullets flying furiously, they sound like violins, plucking pizzaccatos on invisible strings, as bullets catch us, rigorously aimed, flying at us within the fray, and my tomorrow by no means comes, and I gained’t reside to see one other day.

Now instantly I really feel so stiff and oh, so very chilly, as we’re all senselessly extinguished as our ugly deaths unfold. Out of nowhere he simply got here at us in a full adrenalin blast, that crazed younger gunman, weapon aimed, he mowed us down so quick.

I think about all of them needed to know with their final chaotic breaths
this was their finish, and in a flash all of them have been gone, the one victor, dying.
Imagining younger Meadow as she fell to defend a pal. She tried to save lots of a scholar as her life got here to an finish. They are saying she did it valiantly whereas barely nonetheless alive, however sadly they have been each plowed down and neither one survived.

Imagining a whisper from her younger departed soul, my thoughts drifts by way of the unknown realms of lost-forever souls, the might-have-beens, their futures brutally struck down—seventeen attacked and lived, seventeen would reside no extra.

Now all that we will do at this time is honor who they’d be
if that they had been allowed to reside and die with dignity.
Let’s ship all of them a Valentine to heat their souls right now,
and need them peace at this remembrance of their ultimate day.

– Lois Betterton


I Am Carrola, Not Carol

(For all of the beforehand unnoticed college students till they died at Stoneman Douglas Excessive Faculty on Valentine’s day 2018)

Two twenty-one. Geez! Simply six minutes to inform my story?
First off, I’m Carrola not Carol.
I’m fourteen.
I’m not fairly.
However I might be.
Second factor. If I miss work, at this time, I’ll be fired.
Thirdly, you can’t make a boy love you simply because it’s Valentine’s day.
I’m Carrola not Carol.
It’s Valentine’s day.
And, I can’t be beloved.
However I will probably be fired.
Take a look at my gown. So fairly.
Take a look at my footwear. They harm my ft however make me taller.
Take a look at my hair. I’ve by no means worn it down this manner.
Nevertheless it’s Valentine’s day.
I’m Carrola not Carol.
I’m fourteen.
I’m not but fairly.
However I’m sensible.
My tooth are usually not straight, however my grades are good.
And, I need to be observed!
All day, I’ve waited
for a rose—a sweet—a reasonably card with my identify spelled proper.
It’s two twenty-four. Simply three minutes to complete my story?
I’m on the third flooring. Chemistry examination.
It’s the finish.
Too little time to be observed.
Class dismissed.
My ft harm.
However I’m taller.
My gown is fairly.
My hair appears nice.
I aced the check!
It’s two twenty-five. Simply two minutes to finish my story?
I’m Carrola not Carol.
It’s Valentine’s day.
However nobody observed—Me.
I wore a gown—aced the check—I wore heels—I did my greatest!
My ft harm, however I’m taller.
I’m leaving class.
I’m within the corridor.
I see a boy,
not very tall.
I’m Carrola not Carol.
It’s Valentine’s day.
I’m dying to be observed.
I’m within the corridor.
I see a boy—not very tall.
He has a gun.
He has a gun.
He has a gun, and I can’t run!
I’m Carrola not Carol.
It’s Valentine’s day.
And, I can’t be liked.
However I shall be fired . . . as a result of he observed—Me.

– KyleeliseTHT


A Fragment

rooted, love performs a arithmetic of the guts
that multiplies out throughout America,
runs numbers extra huge than Parkland’s catalog of errors.

– David Barnes


Protest Poem #NeverAgain

As a result of they have been solely youngsters. As a result of we
put weapons into their palms and the mistaken
concepts into their heads. As a result of they put bullets
into one another. As a result of our coaching will fail us.
As a result of legal guidelines will fail us. As a result of we mustn’t
fail one another time and again like this,
America. As a result of we pledged allegiance to
the flag simply this morning, our arms over our
nonetheless beating hearts. As a result of this isn’t a drill.
As a result of the killer escaped by dropping his
weapons and fleeing with the opposite college students,
urging them to leap the fence to security. As a result of
the minutes dragged themselves throughout the ground
earlier than the boomerang of a siren could possibly be heard.
As a result of has anybody seen my boyfriend girlfriend
brother sister son daughter father mom husband
spouse youngster child my child my child my God.
As a result of there was nowhere left to cover besides
within the line of sight. As a result of of the sufferer who
held a door open so his classmates might get
by way of extra shortly. As a result of of the sufferer
who handed out books so her classmates might
cowl their heads. As a result of of the sufferer whose
household had immigrated to this nation hoping
for one thing higher. As a result of of the janitor who
stayed to redirect all these by accident operating
in the direction of the constructing underneath hearth. As a result of of the
coach whose final phrases have been get behind me.
As a result of we’ve by no means spoken earlier than, however when
the time comes, I’ll defend you with my physique.
As a result of what the bullet stated to the physique is ultimate.
As a result of the physique is a blessing, the physique homes
a flicker of mild that can’t be extinguished.
As a result of I really like you. As a result of I won’t get
one other probability to say it. As a result of of that sound.
As a result of of that sound. As a result of it retains getting
nearer. As a result of my greatest good friend was sitting proper
subsequent to me when she fell backward. As a result of of
the silence afterwards—that seeps out of us—
staining the whole lot it touches. As a result of we solely
came upon as a result of the information rusted the tv
from the within out. As a result of night time falls like an arm
round our shoulders, gives a small condolence
of moonlight, however we nonetheless don’t really feel comforted.
As a result of we’re gathered right here right now to mourn
our futures, how they as soon as glittered like the ocean
within the distance. As a result of the ache is simply multiplied
by the thoughts’s capability to think about different outcomes.
As a result of information, they stated, is energy however these
in energy don’t appear to offer a rattling. As a result of to
know one thing is to let your self be devastated
by it. As a result of it’s Valentines Day, and I used to be
hoping you’d be mine—however all I’ve received is that this
trembling hand and this damaged coronary heart to offer you.

– Cecilia Llompart



If I have been to color
My inside
It might be ocher yellow and purple
With a deep deep darkish
Between these two
Sort of a darkish reminiscence
Darkish legacy
From the Persians

– Nina Živančević


Can’t be in Sarasota on February 14 or Paris on February 17? Each occasions will probably be live-streamed right here!

SquareRoot of Love: Sarasota

Lois Betterton grew up in Yonkers, New York and now resides in Sarasota, Florida. She based The Phrase Present in 2012 in Sarasota which showcased native, free vary, natural poets. Publications embrace “Dr. Alfonz Lengyel, RPA China Connections, US-China Review Winter 2010 Edition,” and the poetry weblog New Phrases. She edited “GUANYIN: The Art of Compassion—Guanyin And the Welfare of Sentient Beings: Images from The Medieval Period of China” by Dr. Chang Qing.

KyleeliseTHT is a author of nonfiction and fiction and the writer of two novellas and a number of other brief tales. She has earned a number of awards and honors for her writing and work as a tv and documentary producer. Her work additionally consists of preserving the legacy of the late artist Tmnk/No one.


SquareRoot of Love: Paris

David Barnes grew up within the England of Agatha Christie and Margaret Thatcher. He has studied astrophysics, American literature, and existential psychotherapy. He’s the ringmaster of SpokenWord Paris which occurs each Monday on the Chat Noir and is now getting into its thirteenth yr. He’s the editor-in-chief of The Bastille literary journal and was prose editor of Strangers in Paris, revealed by Tightrope Books. He has adopted with enthusiasm Jean Cocteau’s maxim that a poet is a liar who all the time tells the reality.

Cecilia Llompart was born in Puerto Rico and raised in Florida. She is the writer of The Wingless (Carnegie Mellon College Press, 2014), and her book-length poem, Painted Lair, was a semi-finalist for the Fall 2017 Black Lawrence Press Chapbook Competitors in addition to a finalist for Verse’s 2016 Tomaž Šalamun Prize. She was awarded a fellowship from The Dickinson Home, named a finalist for The Area Workplace Company’s 2016 Postcard Prize in poetry, and one of ten winners in Neat Streets Miami “Growing Green Bus Stop” Haiku Contest. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in The Adroit Journal, AGNI, Ecotone, Gulf Coast, The Solar, TriQuarterly Evaluate, and elsewhere. In 2015, she based the New Wanderers, a nomadic poetry collective, and presently lives in Paris, France the place she additionally writes in each Spanish and French.

Nina Živančević is a Serbian-born poet, playwright, fiction author, translator, scholar, performer, curator, and artwork critic. Živančević revealed her first ebook in 1982 for which she gained the Nationwide Award for poetry in Yugoslavia. From 1980 to 1981 she labored as a educating assistant and secretary to Allen Ginsberg. She labored as a literary editor for East Village Eye and Theater X, as a contract journalist for Politika, El Pais, L’Unita, Lady (Spain), and Nexus, and as a contributor to the New Yorker and New York Arts Journal. She carried out with The Dwelling Theater (1988-1992) and La Mama Experimental Theatre Membership, and in 1988 she co-founded the Odiyana Theatre. She is writer of greater than fifteen books and has translated notable works of poetry into Serbian. She lives and works in Paris.


I want to the thank all of contributors and venues, previous and current. For the Paris exhibits: particular because of Ed Bell for internet hosting this yr and final yr, and to Antonia Alexandra Klimenko for serving to me arrange final yr and Kristina Vaughan for this yr. Additionally, a lot because of Malik Crumpler, Camille Andrea Wealthy, and Fedorah Philippeaux for the behind the scenes help.

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