It’s made from love and rage and the shredded trains of an unrealizeable future, angel ligaments, bus rides, friends on bikes, cruel glittering snow, and all the rust and all the sparking haywire power structures of Buffalo.
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It’s made from love and rage and the shredded trains of an unrealizeable future, angel ligaments, bus rides, friends on bikes, cruel glittering snow, and all the rust and all the sparking haywire power structures of Buffalo.
“The poem I write, by itself, will not organize for affirmative action, or abortion. Action, organizing with other people, has to do that. New different poems come out of that organizing experience. I can give a new poem, copied secretly on the office machine, to my fellow workers. Because the images in it come from us, our anger, our resistance, my co-workers care for the poem, and it becomes a part of the gathering force of our solidarity”
drainage, sewer mains and climactic scene where the MC reaches down into a river of bacteria sludge to arrive at the knowledge he needs to set everything right.