And now, each night I count the stars,
And each night I get the same number.
And when they will not come to be counted,
I count the holes they leave.
Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster
death, The rape and rot of graft, and
stealth, and lies, We, the people, must
redeem The land…
And make America again!
— Langston Hughes
Walt Whitman, Langston Hughes, Louis Armstrong Abraham Lincoln, Barrack Obama, Edward Hopper, Georgia O’Keefe, Frank Loyd Wright, George Gershwin, Jimi Hendrix, Bob Dylan. . They would have achieved greatness anyway, … Continue reading →
Terrance Hayes discusses his poetry collection, American Sonnets for my Past and Future Assassin at Politics and Prose in Washington DC on 7/16/18. Written during the first two hundred days … Continue reading →