Mercy Mercy

I think about Paul Eluard as the political season turns dark and darker. Resistance fighter, poet, surrealist, humanitarian—Eluard who never gave up on love. What kind of man do I want to be?

I wish to be tender in the darkest times. Strong also. I pledge to stand in the godforsaken places and laugh. What kind of laugh? The premise of all life, surprise without evident mercy.

Author: stevekuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University View all posts by stevekuusisto