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The Fall of Because: epilog
Of what’s been done, and heard, and seen, one might well ask, “What does it mean, that this and thus, in such a way should through their actions in this play express a meaning, none too clear, expose a hidden … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, bravery, court, epilog, epilogue, futility, illusion, poetic forms, politics, reality
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None Will Come Clean: double dactyl
Higgledy-piggledy, President Blunderbuss spoke through the microphone into the night, his senseless sentences building a fantasy woven from bullshit and wrapped nice and tight. Higgledy-piggledy, our fawning senators there in the gallery gave their applause, praising his policy without much … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, American verse forms, Anthony Hecht, collaboration, destruction, double dactyl, guilt, poetic forms, policy, politics
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The River: cautionary verse
These questions that you warn me not to ask, they do not simply fade away unsaid; and while your tacit threat may chill my bones, it will not stop me, until I am dead. What good is bullying, and idle … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, cautionary verse, daily poems, fascism, perseverance, poetic forms, politics, resistance
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Americans Undecided for Apathy
THE FOLLOWING IS AN EXCERPT FROM A CAMPAIGN SPEECH WRITTEN BY GRAVITY PUSHMAN AND DELIVERED TO THE ‘AMERICANS UNDECIDED FOR APATHY’ RALLY HELD ON DECEMBER 12, 1994 IN CENTRAL PARK, NEW YORK. THE SPEECH WAS DELIVERED VIA AN ANONYMOUS TAPE … Continue reading
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Tagged apathy, history, parody, politics, The Secret Undertown Ministry, voting
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Wake Up America (from Otherhood)
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
Single digit blues
I hope that I shall never see the poor in our democracy convinced to vote Republican believing they’ll become the one percent. I hope, but feel, alas, that both the elephant and ass are run by callous millionaires who each … Continue reading
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Tagged bipartisanism, delusion, democracy, illusion, politics, poverty, power
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