but death went on and on
never looking aside
– “On Being Asked To Write A Poem Against The War In Vietnam,” Hayden Carruth
The princess in her world-old tower pined
A prisoner, brazen-caged, without a gleam
Of sunlight, or a windowful of wind;
– “The Anti-Suffragist,” Eva Gore-Booth
This place is not my place,
these ways are not my ways. I
do not understand their
consumer index; their life-style options; their bottom line —
weird abstract superstitions, and
when I settled in to stay,
it felt unclean
– “Blue Psalm,” Dennis Lee
against the beer the shotguns and the
point of view of whitemen don’
never see Black anybodies without
some violent itch start up.
– “1977: Poem for Mrs. Fannie Lou Hamer,” June Jordan
You squareheaded sons of bitches,
you want this God damn trench
you’re going to have to take it away
– “Ypres 1915,” Alden Nowlan
It’s coming from the sorrow in the street,
the holy places where the races meet;
from the homicidal bitchin’
that goes down in every kitchen
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
From the wells of disappointment
where the women kneel to pray
for the grace of God in the desert here
and the desert far away:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
– “Democracy,” Leonard Cohen
The deadline to register to vote in the U.S. is the end of this week or the beginning of next week in most states.
I’ve been told Canadians can register to vote at the polls, but I suspect Elections Canada would really rather you did it ahead of time.