In the face of unrelenting adversity, it can be really hard to maintain hope. The world doesn't look the same this year as it did last year at this time. Nevertheless, I take my hope in the small, local moments - the beauty of fall in New England, the warmth of the helpers - those who reach out and provide support, welcome, and resources. It is still true that we can be, each of us, what America should be - what we aspire to be. A place of refuge. A place that celebrates the beautiful pageant of humanity that, like our New England trees, comes in all kinds of colors, shapes, and sizes. I will be writing for 30 poems this November because it is what I can do to make the world a better place, and because I am a poet. But this event has a greater purpose than joining with a community of poets. Take a moment to let the people that work all year long at the Center for New Americans know that you support their work, that you believe, as I do, in their cause. And then if you can, go outside and be with the leaves. It'll remind you how good it is when the world wears a coat of many colors.
Welcome back! I will be writing for 30 Poems in November this year, on behalf of the Center for New Americans. My friends, I hope that you'll support me to support them. It's been an exhausting year, and those people who have persevered in offering help, welcome, resources, and a community to newcomers to our shores are tired. But they keep on keeping on. I hope that you will too! Kathy
