9/11: A Day of Remembrance

Every year on this day America remembers the loss that we experienced on September 11th, 2001. A day that changed America dramatically. Even though I am young, I still remember that day and my own memories and experiences on that day still vividly remain with me. There are no words that can accurately describe the pain and loss that we felt as a nation 16 years ago and still do today. It is in this small way that I acknowledge the significance of today and my own responsibility as an American to give my respect.

-Alina Hansen

Free Hand #70

Following without thinking, speaking and preaching, words as weapons. Words to live and die for. If we took silence and gave it the same power. Where would that lead us? Into death? or a new existence? Ramblings of a reader, of a writer, not trying to limit or outline what is possible or what isn’t. Ramblings in need of direction.


 

If you’re reading this Thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing!

I hope you will return in the future!

-Alina

DACA

It’s just one thing after another. What to do about DACA?


 

And what is left of us now?

Our values that we preach as a country,

the words within and without that we

define and create what is real. 

Who is valued and who is who,

creating definitions, creating borders.

This leads us nowhere towards a future for all.


 

If you’re reading this Thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing.

-Alina

Hurricane Harvey

The last couple of weeks have been hard: watching the news and constantly reading up on the current conditions of Southern Texas after Hurricane Harvey, how people act and react in situations like this is both amazing and appalling.

I’ve been conflicted writing a response poem to this event because I do not want to distance the event further from myself and others nor do I want to just write about my own reaction to this event (which is extremely complicated and a debatable thing to do). But being left to watch so much happen throughout the different medias in our society and world has left me with nothing but my poetry and hope.

Here is some general information about Hurricane Harvey. There are multiple ways to give your donations and countless people have come together to help Corpus Christi to Houston in this dire time of need.


 

Watching the surreal scenes broadcasted

the waters flooding cities, neighborhoods, homes,

and leaving nothing but desolation. Watching

politicians and public figures scramble to help or stand still.

I am watching, waiting, lump in my throat

and ache in my heart.

 


 

If you’re reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing.

-Alina