Every year, chemical pesticides kill no fewer than three million farmers. Every day, workplace accidents kill no fewer than ten thousand workers. Every minute, poverty kills no fewer than ten children. These crimes do not show up on the news. They are, like wars, normal acts of cannibalism. The criminals are on the loose. No... Continue Reading →
If poets must have flags
They ask for graceful poetry to decorate their tyranny poems to make the hideous picturesque entrails look like streamers blood like wine death like sleep They ask for wreaths to strew murdered mens’ graves posies of sweet-scented words to drench away the stench They want anger to be buried in the carved tomb of verse... Continue Reading →