Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Friends, I’m doing my best to keep up with comments. 😅 I’m still current on my own poems and first replies on others’ work, but this season has been a bit of a twister. Figured I’d drop a quick note so you don’t think I’ve vanished or gone flaky.
Read. Write. Rise. Realize. 🤘💀🖤
Friends, I’m doing my best to keep up with comments. 😅 I’m still current on my own poems and first replies on others’ work, but this season has been a bit of a twister. Figured I’d drop a quick note so you don’t think I’ve vanished or gone flaky.
Read. Write. Rise. Realize. 🤘💀🖤
Profundity comes through paradox,
And mystery is where truth is found.
Unique and overlooked people
Live the most foundational lives
In an entitled, myopic society.
Men birthed in female bodies,
Umbilical design—universally feared—
Religion cannot stop a righteous revolution.
Rebellious ideas inspire a Rosa Parks rise.
Against discrimination we all must stand, for
Yesterday’s ignorance still feeds today’s fears.
Poet’s Note:
An acrostic Scorched Sunday poem. Part of my Scorched Strays series. This poem reflects on paradox, identity, and the quiet architects of justice history often overlooks.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, March 8, 2026.
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Online) - Published: March 8th, 2026 06:58
- Comment from author about the poem: I’m published in an anthology featuring authors from across the Poconos, PA. All proceeds benefit the Pocono Liars Club — a collective of authors and editors dedicated to supporting and mentoring local writers. Available in paperback and Kindle, please consider purchasing one and supporting a great cause. https://a.co/d/58uxM69
- Category: Religion
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- In collections: Scorched Strays.
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