Poem by David C. Brydges

Green Light in the Wasteland
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This morning's news is that food bank usage
has skyrocketed this Canadian Thanksgiving.
I’ve had my breakfast and am feeling thankful.
My hunger is for everyone to be fully fulfilled.
Yet the garden of plenty is not feeding us all.
In the corner growing is a shining hope seed.
Planted to keep the night from becoming day.
Let’s nourish this plentiful spirit that those who
have less can be filled with the dignity of more.

David C. Brydges was an autodidact solo scholar and lover of the liminal. His kept "Poetry as Insurgent Art" by his bedside as a constant companion and reminder of how we need to listen and heal our planet with words of hope.  He passed away in 2025.

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