Sometime they’ll give a war and nobody will come.
Carl Sandburg, from Yes, the People
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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if i look back, i am lost
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@apoemforyourdash
Sometime they’ll give a war and nobody will come.
Carl Sandburg, from Yes, the People
“Poster Poem” by Dick Allen
And we are magic talking to itself, / noisy and alone.
Anne Sexton, from “You, Doctor Martin” (via theclassicsreader)
At school they learned that Black people happened.
Morgan Parker, “ALL THEY WANT IS MY MONEY MY PUSSY MY BLOOD”
I do whatever I want because I could die any minute. I don’t mean YOLO I mean they are hunting me.
Morgan Parker
I am free with the following conditions.
Morgan Parker
My poetry exchange book arrived today, which totally made my day a whole lot brighter! Thanks @apoemforyourdash for coordinating all this!
It looks gorgeous!
if you haven't had a nervous breakdown you haven't written a poem -you just interfered with A blank page minding its own business
Pedro Pietri, from “Telephone Booth”
woke up this morning feeling excellent, picked up the telephone dialed the number of my equal opportunity employer to inform him I will not be into work today Are you feeling sick? the boss asked me No Sir I replied: I am feeling too good to report to work today, if I feel sick tomorrow I will come in early
Pedro Pietri, from “Telephone Booth”
Free all political prisoners / All prisoners are political prisoners
Diane di Prima, from “REVOLUTIONARY LETTER #49″
not all the works of Mozart worth one human life
Diane di Prima, from “Revolutionary Letter #31″
How much can we afford to lose, before we win, can we cut hair, or give up drugs, take job, join Minute Men, marry, wear their clothes, play bingo, what can we stomach, how soon does it leave its mark, can we living straight in a straight part of town still see our people, can we live if we don’t see our people? ‘It is better to lose & win, than win & be defeated’ sd Gertrude Stein, which wd you choose?
Diane di Prima, from REVOLUTIONARY LETTER #27
DOES THE END JUSTIFY THE MEANS?’ this is process, there is no end, there are only means, each one had better justify itself. To whom?
Diane di Prima, from REVOLUTIONARY LETTER #26
I have just realized that the stakes are myself
Diane di Prima, from “Revolutionary Letter #1″
We return with the sea, the tides we return as often as leaves, as numerous / as grass, gentle, insistent, we remember / the way, / our babes toddle barefoot thru the cities of the universe.
Diane di Prima, from “REVOLUTIONARY LETTER #4″