By Todd Swift
The main talked-about and winning ebook of contemporary years is released the following for the 1st time in paperback. "100 Poets opposed to The War," a trilogy of downloadable digital chapbooks used to be first released on-line on January 27, 2003 and has due to the fact that made world-wide information from the "LA occasions" to the Moscow dailies. This e-book holds the list for the quickest poetry anthology ever assembled and disseminated; first deliberate on January 20, 2003 and released during this shape on March three, 2003. The grass-roots attraction of peace poetry has visible this booklet shared via tens of millions, and skim at peace demonstrations from Seattle to the center East. It has spawned French, German and Brazilian types, and maintains to motivate those that oppose a unilateral, US-led strike opposed to the folk of Iraq. It marks a second within the heritage of resistance to battle.
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The red, white & blue is for Arab Americans, too. STO PTH EWAR ! S T O PA N N I H I LAT I O N ! ” One decade down this hazardous way wrings a freak show out of Iraq, where silver bullets of depleted uranium linger in dust and debris, detritus of war, infect the babies; split atoms / split genes, and a toddler stares at life’s cruel turn through a single eye – all that nature can bestow of beauty; twisted hairpin turns of chromosomes, unlike anything scientists have ever seen, while young mothers bleed out foetal remains: unrecognizable might-have-beens the teratology of war.
The soldiers earn twenty-two roubles a day, for no medicine, no fuel, no faith; and for hours of ducking bullets their bellies are rewarded with putrid meat from the government’s stores. If it had not been for the ﬁghting in Dagestan the two of us might never have met: the tinned meat of the Semikarakorsk processing plant and my digestive system. 41 42 100 poets against the war 100 poets against the war Rhetoric for Peace Streetcars and crosswalks Susan Hankla Anita Santarossa Let us examine the loneliness of war, how when something is ripped it can never be restored.
Flags wave. Slick cars stream cool. The price of gas runs down, runs up. Cell phones ring. Oil Oil Oil screams the endless whopper click click game show of them all. Bombs bomb bomb pipelines run who knows where the stink started? What do we dance on this moonless night of cut off thumbs and business as usual? We had a different driver on the way home. I sat on the seat behind her, folded, feet up like a baby, curled like a silent tongue in the dark jaw of the bus until she ﬂung us through a sharp curve and I fell.