Notes From a Post 9-11 Journal - Suheir Hammad
Sep 11, 2013 | News

Read full length versions of poet Suheir Hammad's moving post-9/11 journal entries, excerpted during our 9/11/13 "Wake Up With WURD" broadcast.

A few days after the initial chaos and sadness of 9/11, Palestinian-American poet Suheir Hammad sent an email to her friends in the spoken word community, including our own Stephanie Renee, to share reflections on her experiences during the aftermath of the attacks. We feature her moving words today for peace, inspiration and uplift.

by Suheir Hammad

1.  there have been no words. i have not written one word. no poetry in the ashes south of canal street. no prose in the refrigerated trucks driving debris and dna. not one word.

today is a week, and seven is of heavens, gods, science. evident out my kitchen window is an abstract reality. sky where once was steel. smoke where once was flesh.

fire in the city air and i feared for my sister’s life in a way never before.  and then, and now, i fear for the rest of us.

first, please god, let it be a mistake, the pilot’s heart failed, the plane’s engine died. then please god, let it be a nightmare, wake me now. please god, after the second plane, please, don’t let it be anyone who looks like my brothers.

i do not know how bad a life has to break in order to kill. i have never been so hungry that i willed hunger i have never been so angry as to want to control a gun over a pen. not really. even as a woman, as a palestinian, as a broken human being. never this broken.

more than ever, i believe there is no difference. the most privileged nation, most americans do not know the difference between indians, afghanis, syrians, muslims, sikhs, hindus. more than ever, there is no difference.

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