In early 2003, millions of people all over the globe took
to the streets to oppose President George W. Bush’s plan to invade Iraq. Poets
responded by organizing a great uprising, Poets Against the War.
In DC, Sarah Browning organized an open mic reading at All Souls
Unitarian Church on February 12, hoping that poets of all sorts would join
together to speak out for peaceful alternatives. Sarah didn’t know what to expect,
though, as she’d only recently arrived in the city.
To her astonishment, over
175 people turned out, with 60 signing up to read and perform. DC Poets Against
the War was born. Five years later, in 2008, the group presented the first
Split This Rock Poetry Festival, giving birth to a national movement bringing
poetry to the center of public life, where it belongs!
Join us for Sunday Kind
of Love at 14th and V Busboys and Poets February 17, 2013, 5-7 pm, as we mark the 10th anniversary of DC Poets
Against the War and protest and mourn the great tragedy of the Iraq War. We will raise a toast of gratitude to Sam Hamill, the founder of this great movement of poets.
Poets
active in the group will read their own work and the poetry of the missing
voices: Iraqi poets, Afghan poets, and essential US poets we’ve lost since
2003, such as Adrienne Rich, Lucille Clifton, Grace Paley, Ann Knox, and Dennis Brutus.
Featuring: Sarah Browning, Michele Elliott, Yael Flusberg, Leah Harris, Esther
Iverem, Joseph Ross, Melissa Tuckey, and Dan Vera.
Here's a poem from that time, by Ann B. Knox, a DC poet whose loss we feel keenly still:
We are grateful to Busboys and Poets for lead sponsorship of this event and others marking the 10th anniversary of the war in Iraq and the fifth anniversary of Split This Rock!
Here's a poem from that time, by Ann B. Knox, a DC poet whose loss we feel keenly still:
This
Moment
Read in front of the White House
February 12, 2003
We
meet in this wind-harsh square
with some expectation,
some
hope our presence will count,
our voices be heard.
We
speak from what we know
and we know no poem
stirs
from a closed mind.
Has the mailed fist
so
closed on its own purpose
we speak to stone?
Pay
attention, our words matter,
these bare trees matter,
the
Potomac flowing black
under white ice matters,
kids,
woods, a leashed dog,
poems matter.
All
our lives converge
on this moment
and
what follows tonight,
tomorrow, next week
will
change our whole
desperate earth.
We are grateful to Busboys and Poets for lead sponsorship of this event and others marking the 10th anniversary of the war in Iraq and the fifth anniversary of Split This Rock!
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