Tag Archives: America

What Room to Move

Posted on February 3, 2017 by John

When this place grows untenable where will its sad talent move – those strong and young enough to run with something left to prove? What exit is there from the haven that served in the past to shelter those escaping … Continue reading →

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Wake Up America (from Otherhood)

Posted on November 10, 2016 by John

You’ve got to wake up, America, and face the facts Your roads are built on broken backs And there’s no way that you can track The hypocrisy that against you stacks There are storm clouds in those spacious skies Of … Continue reading →

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Amerigeddon

Posted on August 4, 2014 by John

There is no need to stop the clocks, nor try to dim the constant noise; let those who listen, soldier on, despite the sonic din’s abuse. There are no hidden codes to find, nor secret doors along the wall; let … Continue reading →

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America is Still: an erasure exercise

Posted on April 26, 2013 by John

America, as Whitman wrote, is fading low; her heartbeat, a sour note. Her voice blows sadness, and one can hear her weep. Her voice resonates inside the bones, reminding of truth, your own. Her war machines bustle songs of might. … Continue reading →

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The Failure of American Public Schools

Posted on October 9, 2007 by John

The failure of the American public school system is that while we have emphasized the importance of those skills that “get things done” or that provide our children with the technological tool set to “compete” on a global scale, we … Continue reading →

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Stale Yellow

Posted on February 22, 2007 by John

This morning my country’s on orange alert; or maybe stale yellow, if you feel perverse: the color of bullies, who’re cowards, in fact, who put down in others convictions they lack. The war is on terror, they’ll loudly proclaim; but … Continue reading →

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If Not the Heartland

Posted on July 6, 2006 by John

Just a random question … If you’re not living in the “Heartland,” what body part exactly is your home located in? Does that part have no “heart”? Does the “Heartland” have no brain, hands, feet, stomach, mouth, genitals? Or is … Continue reading →

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