As the
incoming administration builds its agenda of attack on marginalized people, on
freedom of speech, on the earth itself, poetry will continue to be an essential
voice of resistance. Poets will speak out in solidarity, united
against hatred, systemic oppression, and violence and for justice, beauty,
and community.
In this
spirit, Split This Rock is offering its blog as a Virtual Open Mic. For the
rest of this frightening month, January of 2017, we invite you to send us poems
of resistance, power, and resilience.
We will post every poem we receive unless it is offensive (containing language that is derogatory toward marginalized groups, that belittles, uses hurtful stereotypes, explicitly condones or implies a call for violence, etc.). After the Virtual Open Mic closes, we hope to print out and mail all of the poems to the White House.
We will post every poem we receive unless it is offensive (containing language that is derogatory toward marginalized groups, that belittles, uses hurtful stereotypes, explicitly condones or implies a call for violence, etc.). After the Virtual Open Mic closes, we hope to print out and mail all of the poems to the White House.
For
guidelines on how to submit poems for this call, visit the Call for Poems of
Resistance, Power & Resilience blog post.
***
VIRUS
by Barbara Crooker
by Barbara Crooker
As I
awoke one morning from uneasy dreams, I found
I had
been transformed into a quivering sack of mucous.
Slime
oozed out of every orifice, a glaze of yellow-green
the exact
sheen of Vaseline exuded from my
pores. Someone
was
churning slugs into smoothies and they poured out
of my
nose. I began to watch Fox News. I swallowed
huge
globules of misinformation, and switched my vote
to Donald
Trump. Everywhere I walked, I trailed a
ribbon
of
glistening lies.
published in New Verse News
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