Category Poetry
Walt Whitman: When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d
They themselves were fully at rest, they suffer’d not,
“The living remain’d and suffer’d, the mother suffer’d,
And the wife and the child and the musing comrade suffer’d,
And the armies that remain’d suffer’d.”
Show Me An Old Rebel
Caitlin Johnstone May 14, 2020 SHOW ME AN OLD REBEL Do not show me a young rebel, whose eyes are bright and whose tail is bushy.Young rebels are fine and good, but they are merely doing what the young are meant to do. Show me an old rebel. One who keeps punching when his hands […]
REMEMBER, by Jeannie Piekos
“because the lie no longer keeps us safe.
The soft, suffocating lie—that shadow
cast by those who succumbed to fear.”
Announcing “Dear Descendent,” Poetry of wonder and wit for our time, provocative, challenging, wry, wise and tender…
There are prison cells and fields of flowers—even her straightforward descriptions of the moon demonstrate that something new and evocative can still be found in its age-old countenance.
What Kind of Times Are These, by Adrienne Rich
“…our country moving closer to its own truth and dread…”
Benjamin Britten’s ‘War Requiem’ with poetry by Wilfred Owen
What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
— Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
Chris Hedges | The Artist as Prophet
The artist makes the invisible visible. He or she shatters the clichés and narratives used to mask reality.
“I’m Human” by Malka Al-Haddad
I’m Human I’m from a country at war I am from a country that’s bleeding A country of anger And revolutions A country of martyrs, I’m from a country once called Mesopotamia I’m from the land of black gold I’m from the richest land on the earth I’m from the land of sunshine on a […]
Bill Moyers | A Poignant Poem That Encapsulates 2016
Bill Moyers shares “Starting with Black,” which addresses the “urgent political and moral crisis” that we currently face. Bill Moyers. (photo: PBS) By Bill Moyers, Bill Moyers & Company RSN December 31, 2016 y friend Jim Haba, a fine poet in his own right, has done more than anyone I know to democratize the popularity […]
Some – a poem by Daniel Berrigan
“Why do you stand?” they were asked, and
“Why do you walk?”
“Because of the children,” they said, and
“Because of the heart, and
“Because of the bread”
Video | Chris Hedges on Why Daniel Berrigan’s Most Important Contribution Wasn’t Activism
[Hedges] argues that despite the Jesuit priest’s high-profile activism, “perhaps his most important contribution was as a writer.
I Am the Beggar of the World: Poems by Afghan Women
Hakimi: The title of the book, which was taken from this last landay, is an epigraph of the lives of women indentured from birth by a patriarchal culture. The perils they face in their homeland, however, are not only inflicted by the men in their society, but also, as many landays show, by foreign military forces.
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