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Show TOBE, A POET ee, TOY SOLDIERS INA DRAINED FACES TUB The children: “I have no face...” / am crying. . .Casting nines, Nine months before, nine days after, | have no face. Stiff upon their sides they lie Like the dead on fields of battle: Arms akimbo, legs awry. ... SIMPLY MEANS ALIVE, AWAKE, AND DIGGING EVERYTHING” Stop and listen! Their death rattle Enough The young: “This is my face. . .~ | am saddened. ..Looking “Round, The same symmetry, lighted, sourceless, / cannot see my face. | to hear! Ray R. Canning The faceless: “I need no face...” | am funtioning. . .Living along, From light of day, and light of light, ! am hiding my face. THE FLAG | look at the flag A piece of cloth The aged: “Where have | lost my face. . .?” / am caring. . .Seeking within, Weighted memory, recounted days, / cannot find my face. Joseph Blecha That moves with the wind. ~ [see the Color Lines Red against White Just like in the beginning. _ Nothing’s changed... POET OF SILENCE What prayer can | make To You, God? (What? You want to merge Them together? But aside from being An obvious | was to be Your wandering minstrel Of the hills violation Of the anti-trust law, That would make Pink _ And that means danger.) But the hills Are dead / wish the politicians Would get off their masses. The American And my songs Half buried With a child ‘Whose cradle Was Mei Lai. Dream ls always advertised in technicolor But there must have been a technical error. /t seems to be a nightmare In Black and White | wish America Eileen M. James Would stop Dreaming. | look at the flag and | see Fifty pinpoints of light On a dark background . That ts not dispelled. When will we stop teaching the children To look at the flag And have stars in their eyes? TOO LATE Durant Gullick Long before Black was called Beautiful, Long before Our kind of Relationship was An in thing / Adored you. Screaming with the agony of elements in the solar crematorium. . . / never Thought about Our differences. Constricted as the black man’s passionate guts in a white man’s world. . . Only you Found the lingering The antithesis of love Hushes In rooms is not hate, but the absence of passion and feeling. we entered Untolerabl/e. They won. Joseph Blecha We've lived our lives Expediently apart Since then GORDY’S AUTOMOTIVE AND BODY SHOP 4301 West 3500 South Ph. 298-0969 But there is a room Inside my broken soul That knows no BEAT THE COST OF LIVING _ SEE US FIRST AND SAVE $$$ Forgiveness. MON.—FRI. 8:00 A.M. to 8:00 P.M SAT. 8:00 A.M. to 6:00 P.M. OFFICIAL INSPECTION STATION No. 1076 |
