"Takes a whole lot more than a black cat bone or a buncha noisy kids or a blogger all alone. Takes strong-headed people all together like stone."
"Brown at the borders are sons and daughters of parents who have escaped violence, wars, weapons, and endless tears..."
"Who would be considered the nicest, after shutting off people's water, causing a crisis?"
"There will be no revolutionary time-outs 'til we've finally won, 'cause the revolution will be unauthorized."
I wrote this poem while sitting at a bookstore in Rockford, IL. In a creative mood, I heard a woman's voice - the rest is history.
From "The Death of Communism" (Partisan Press) and reprinted with permission.
"That's why we been preoccupied. Democracy filleted is democracy denied."
"We need powerful empowering poetry..."
I'm going to tell to you a story; the details are a little gory. Detroiters are under attack; they're trying to stab us in the back.
Inspired by Hollywood movies that glorify violence, a poet asks, "How do we make peace sexy?"