Caitlin Johnstone – “Singing on the Deer Docks” (2018)

May 24, 2018 at 5:08 pm (Caitlin Johnstone, Poetry & Literature)

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Caitlin Johnstone – “Come Dusk” (2018)

May 21, 2018 at 5:06 pm (Caitlin Johnstone, Poetry & Literature)

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Caitlin Johnstone – “Here We Stand Naked and Dauntless in the Junkyard” (2018)

May 18, 2018 at 5:05 pm (Caitlin Johnstone, Poetry & Literature)

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Caitlin Johnstone – “Oh Hominid” (2018)

May 15, 2018 at 5:03 pm (Caitlin Johnstone, Poetry & Literature)

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Dareen Tatour – “Resist, My People, Resist Them”

May 4, 2018 at 7:10 am (Life & Politics, Poetry & Literature)

Resist, my people, resist them.

In Jerusalem, I dressed my wounds and breathed my sorrows

And carried the soul in my palm

For an Arab Palestine.

I will not succumb to the “peaceful solution,”

Never lower my flags

Until I evict them from my land.

I cast them aside for a coming time.

Resist, my people, resist them.

Resist the settler’s robbery

And follow the caravan of martyrs.

Shred the disgraceful constitution

Which imposed degradation and humiliation

And deterred us from restoring justice.

They burned blameless children;

As for Hadil, they sniped her in public,

Killed her in broad daylight.

Resist, my people, resist them.

Resist the colonialist’s onslaught.

Pay no mind to his agents among us

Who chain us with the peaceful illusion.

Do not fear doubtful tongues;

The truth in your heart is stronger,

As long as you resist in a land

That has lived through raids and victory.

So Ali called from his grave:

Resist, my rebellious people.

Write me as prose on the agarwood;

My remains have you as a response.

Resist, my people, resist them.

Resist, my people, resist them.

Dareen Tatour

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Amiri Baraka – “Somebody Blew Up America” (Live – 2009)

April 19, 2018 at 9:18 am (Poetry & Literature, The Beats)

Recorded on Feb. 21, 2009 at The Sanctuary for Independent Media in Troy, NY. Rob Brown accompanies him on sax…

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Allen Ginsberg – “Howl” (1956)

April 13, 2018 at 9:07 pm (Allen Ginsberg, Poetry & Literature, The Beats)

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Gregory Corso – “Bomb” (2002)

April 11, 2018 at 9:03 am (Gregory Corso, Poetry & Literature, The Beats)

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Caitlin Johnstone – “New Year’s Resolutions”

March 21, 2018 at 4:59 pm (Caitlin Johnstone, Poetry & Literature)

Be less patient with people who deliberately waste my time.

Try to keep up with the washing.

Find out what Chapo Trap House is.

Seize control of the narrative.

Be mean to jerks.

Forgive myself for not keeping up with the washing.

Be unsympathetic to people’s desires which harm other people.

Learn how to pronounce Mnuchin.

Drop all my weird body issues.

Draw more.

Make more time for sitting quietly and waiting for poems to bubble up.

Be nicer to the cat even though she’s a fucking asshole.

Get the husband to do the washing.

Destroy the deep state.

Go outside more.

Build a bunch of doll houses and pretend they’re for my eventual grandkids.

Preemptively sabotage Nikki Haley’s presidential run.

Drink less coffee.

Fuck that. Drink more coffee.

Take more baths.

Climb more trees.

Eat more fruit.

Paint my nails more.

Meet my children’s gaze more.

Ask my parents more about how things used to be.

Hold more grudges.

Get into more fights.

Take up more space.

Shine unapologetically bright.

Make more decisions which are preceded by the phrase “Fuck it.”

Choose life in each instant.

Walk with more swag.

Integrate more costume items into my everyday wardrobe.

Remember to brush my hair before it starts looking like Chewbacca’s shower drain.

Love more fiercely.

More car singing and supermarket dancing.

Enrage more misogynists.

Enjoy my body more.

Throw out the parasites and enforce my sovereign boundaries.

Don’t let anyone tell me about me.

Get quiet and tune in to my intuition more often.

Return the will of the planet to its people.

Make the bastards pay.

Caitlin Johnstone

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Caitlin Johnstone – “Dumbstruck”

March 19, 2018 at 4:55 pm (Caitlin Johnstone, Poetry & Literature)

In the morning
a man made of black crickets stands waiting at your doorstep
while round color patterns spin through your vision.
Ancient alligators emerge from the neighboring houses
to stretch and grab the newspaper
and sing to distant star systems about evolution.

Let the world astonish you today, holy hominid.
The opposite of life is not death.
The opposite of life is habit.

Let the cricket alchemists carry you
through each color noise feast you meet today.
Trust in their sorcery
and watch morning dew coalesce upon each new moment
and let the patterns spiral away
as you meet us all dumbstruck
for the very first time.

Caitlin Johnstone

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