Protest Poems

Protest Poems


I keep writing protest poems in comfort:
near middle-class behind a desktop computer
in notebooks full of unlined, acid-free paper
in my mind on the way to work, from work

Our Divided Country


Our Divided Country

         "If he is not with me but against me,
          if his presence and his breath are poison to me,
          then, if he comes near me
          down with him."          —D.H. Lawrence