Once I have the freedom to saymy tongue will lose its power.Since my poems strive to break the wallsthat cut off people’s voices,they become drills and hammers. But I will be silenced.The starred tie around my neckat any moment can tighten into a cobra. How can I speak about coffee and flowers?
Category: Extra Poet
These are poems created by famous writers. They will be highlight these by the EP in their titles.
EP: The Giver (for Berdis) by James Baldwin
If the hope of givingis to love the living,the giver risks madnessin the act of giving. Some such lesson I seemed to seein the faces that surrounded me. Needy and blind, unhopeful, unlifted,what gift would give them the gift to be gifted?The giver is no less adriftthan those who are clamouring for the gift. If…
EP: TO Julia De Burgos by Julia de Burgos
Already the people murmur that I am your enemybecause they say that in verse I give the world your me. They lie, Julia de Burgos. They lie, Julia de Burgos.Who rises in my verses is not your voice. It is my voicebecause you are the dressing and the essence is me;and the most profound abyss…
EP: Oracle of the Povo by Dambudzo Marechera
Her vision’s scrubland Of out-of-work heroes Who yesterday a country won And today poverty tasted And some to the hills hurried their thirst And others to arson and blasphemy Waving down tourists and buses Unleashing havoc no tongue can tell – Her vision’s Droughtstricken acres Of lean harried squatters And fat pompous armed overlords Touching…
EP: Why Regret by Galway Kinnell
Didn’t you like the way the ants help the peony globes open by eating the glue off? Weren’t you cheered to see the ironworkers sitting on an I-beam dangling from a cable, in a row, like starlings, eating lunch, maybe baloney on white with fluorescent mustard? Wasn’t it a revelation to waggle from the estuary…
The Eclogues 
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