Poetry as Insurgent Art

Poetry is more than painting sunlight on the side of a house.

                                                             ~ Ferlinghetti



2 responses to “Poetry as Insurgent Art

  1. Perhaps then, poetry is also more than the choreographed dance that people so carefully step to, trying to find if the other is worthy of spending more than a short few moments with, while sipping caffeinated beverages punctuated with “ino”.

  2. Lannie Brockstein


    Someone weeps
    In the April night’s
    Sad quietude;
    Someone weeps
    For his exiled life’s
    Long lassitude.
    Someone weeps
    For his sorrow’s smart;
    My heart it is, my heart…

    ~ Émile Nelligan (translated by P. F. Widdows).

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