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POETS WITH A VOICEPoets have always been at the forefront of revealing the atrocities of governments, religion and the greedy rich, revealing their control, domination, and fear tactics, their destruction of nature and human spirit. |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEDah I currently can not add to this list but I will give it a looking into. I would just like to thank you for taking me out of the comforts of my mind and allowing me to expand my knowledge it is refreshing for a thinker such as myself to be in contact with another thinker such as you. |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEThank you and I am happy to share this knowledge with you. |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICE[quote="dahlusion"]Poets have always been at the forefront of revealing the atrocities of governments, religion and the greedy rich, revealing their control, domination, and fear tactics, their destruction of nature and human spirit. Last edited by cousinsoren 05-04-2010 at 06:45:33 PM |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEEnglish Pen is an organization dedicated to human rights and writers standing up for same ... |
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RE: RE: POETS WITH A VOICEQuote: Originally Posted by dancinghawk English Pen is an organization dedicated to human rights and writers standing up for same ... Their homepage URL is: http://www.englishpen.org/ They do not separate writers by genre ... on that note, I would offer that writers who are primarily "journalists" can also be "poets" - whether or not that genre is their main source of income - and CousinsOren, i like that you mention Salman Rushdie ... if you look up "Salman Rushdie poetry" on YouTube you'll find him reading Sufi poetry ... Finally, here are some stats from English Pen on writer persecution in the last couple of years: http://www.englishpen.org/writersinprison/statistics/ and an excerpt from that page: Statistics It is clear that the pattern of arrests, persecution and even killings of writers who speak out has not abated, as over the past year International PEN has monitored over 1,000 attacks. Among them are 55 writers and journalists killed in 2007, a shockingly high figure, almost double the figure for previous years. While it is not always possible to be certain that the killings were directly linked to the victims' writings, it is clear that at least 18 were deliberately targeted. Governments increasingly choose not to resort to prison cells to silence their dissident writers, but instead subject them to long, often convoluted trials, most notably in Turkey, where around 60 writers, journalists and publishers are on trial as of February 2008, with some hearings dragging on for many years. Most do not end with prison sentences, but the financial and emotional toll of endless court hearings can wear down dissenters and dissuade others from speaking out. thx for the thread to share! -dh THANKS, Dancing Hawk, you really set our mental wheels rolling ,in full gear here. We ought not to think of poet- martyrs alone. We ought to look right across the board of all literary genres. Conscientious writers, generally, are an endangered species I'll look at your information about Rusdie. Thanks. Last edited by cousinsoren 05-05-2010 at 07:06:20 AM |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEHere is some 21st Century poetry with a voice. Thoughts and comments appreciated. -Spence |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEHere is one more......Spence |
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Originally Posted by SuSpence Here is some 21st Century poetry with a voice. Thoughts and comments appreciated. -Spence This poem was inspired by the CSB Story 'The Deadly Passage of the All-American Canal'. 'Over 550 People Have Drowned in What One Expert Calls Probably the Most Dangerous Body of Water in the U.S.' http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2010/04/30/60minutes/main6448631.shtml http://www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=6453537n&tag=contentMain;contentBody The Tragic Tale of Alejandro Vega Congregate Friends, and I will spin you a yarn Of an immigrant named, Alejandro He's a father of six, and a man of good standing Calls his home, Ciudad de Puerto Penasco A north Mexican town, a border town at that Violence and Murder, were rising How do you protect a family, when you've lost all hope And without your morals compromising Alejandro devised a plan, but the road alone he must take He's headin out, north to the border He exclaimed to his wife Maria, 'If I dont come back" 'Never you forget me" he ordered He loved his six children, and kissed them all long Left with all the food and water he could carry He peers over his shoulder, to look one last time To know this could be the last made him wary For ten days and nights, he worked his way to the border Mexican desert days are a scortchin' Alejandro took ill, But he must make good time If caught, the Cartel would easily torch him His devotion paid off, In view, the All-American Canal He mustered the strength to celebrate arrival Little did he know, that the story would go Soon he would be battling for his survival The other side of the canal, freedom within his grasp Just a few yards he needed to be a swimmin' As Alejandro jumped in, He paddled with all of his might but soon his strength began to a dimmin' Alejandro fought the good fight, but his body gave out his last thoughts turned to his wife and his children Tears covered by the waves, Fear escaping his mind His final thought...never again would he hold 'em The first reservoir in the canal, collects the bodies of the dead Of all of the souls who perished there before him Alejandro's body was pulled out, On the American side Finally at dusk, he'd found his freedom At the All-American Canal, Hidden away is a gravyard Where the body of Alejandro Vega lays a rottin' Hundreds of graves numbered, all go by John Doe A cemetary for the souls of the forgotten The children asked Maria, 'What happened to Papa' He left us about this time last season She looked in thier eyes, and said 'Babies he'll be fine' She couldnt bear to tell them the reason ################################################################ Good God! How did this poet manage to compose this story so with such poignant elegance and impeccably beautiful simplicity! This is a fine sample of prosaic poetry. Thanks for this, your touching contribution,Suspense. http://www.originalpoetry.com/the-tragic-tale-of-alejandro-vega Last edited by cousinsoren 05-05-2010 at 06:59:35 AM |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEThank you so much cousinsorens, this means so much to me coming from you. I am humbled, I put a lot into this piece. -Spence |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEKeep Them Coming...dig, research, find more Poets With A Voice |
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RE: RE: POETS WITH A VOICEQuote: From reading about a writer named Boris Pasternak it seems during the Stalin era a good amount of writers chose to commit suicide and this man chose to go a different route. Here is the link to his page on poets.org http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/364 |
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RE: RE: RE: POETS WITH A VOICEQuote: Originally Posted by thecross From reading about a writer named Boris Pasternak it seems during the Stalin era a good amount of writers chose to commit suicide and this man chose to go a different route. Here is the link to his page on poets.org h]ttp://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/364 THANKS, dahlusion, I plan to follow this link this Sunday 9. 05. 2010.[/b] ] Last edited by cousinsoren 05-07-2010 at 05:20:21 PM |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEHowdy, |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEThough I appreciate "local poets" with social issues on their minds, |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEOk, I thought about this man; |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICENice addition Words! There is still much to learn from Timothy Leary. I have a submission, it may seem rather obvious, but it has not been posted yet, and he has been wildly influential in my life. John Lennon's 'Imagine'. Chapman was clearly crazy and heartless, but he often blamed John's own words for him wanting to Kill the brilliant Lennon. Claiming his words in imagine made him a hypocrite. Stating that John lived a lavish life but instructed to get rid of our possessions, citing the line 'Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can'. Clearly he missed the message that was being offered, but the argument that John Lennon was murdered for his work can certainly be made. Imagine by John Lennon Imagine there's no Heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one Thanks, Spence Last edited by SuSpence 05-08-2010 at 05:38:33 PM |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEall of these responses are perfect and there are so many more |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEA new movie is out, When You're Strange: A Film About The Doors: |
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Harry ChapinWhen my kids were little if their new teacher didn't know this song, they sure knew it by the end of the year. Words to teach by... |
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RE: POETS WITH A VOICEThe 18th Century French Poet, Voltaire: Last edited by dahlusion 06-04-2010 at 03:52:20 PM |
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RE: RE: POETS WITH A VOICE[quote="SuSpence"]Nice addition Words! There is still much to learn from Timothy Leary. I have a submission, it may seem rather obvious, but it has not been posted yet, and he has been wildly influential in my life. John Lennon's 'Imagine'. Chapman was clearly crazy and heartless, but he often blamed John's own words for him wanting to Kill the brilliant Lennon. Claiming his words in imagine made him a hypocrite. Stating that John lived a lavish life but instructed to get rid of our possessions, citing the line 'Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can'. Clearly he missed the message that was being offered, but the argument that John Lennon was murdered for his work can certainly be made. Last edited by cousinsoren 06-05-2010 at 04:24:18 AM |
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RE: Harry ChapinQuote: Originally Posted by JLorian When my kids were little if their new teacher didn't know this song, they sure knew it by the end of the year. Words to teach by... Flowers are Red by Harry Chapin (Spoken)Your son marches to the beat of a different drummer, comma. (Spoken)But don't worry, (Spoken)We'll have him joining the parade by the end of the term The little boy went first day of school He got some crayons and started to draw He put colors all over the paper For colors was what he saw And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man I'm paintin' flowers he said She said... It's not the time for art young man And anyway flowers are green and red There's a time for everything young man And a way it should be done You've got to show concern for everyone else For you're not the only one And she said... Flowers are red young man Green leaves are green There's no need to see flowers any other way Than they way they always have been seen But the little boy said... There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one Well the teacher said.. You're sassy There's ways that things should be And you'll paint flowers the way they are So repeat after me..... And she said... Flowers are red young man Green leaves are green There's no need to see flowers any other way Than they way they always have been seen But the little boy said... There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one The teacher put him in a corner She said.. It's for your own good.. And you won't come out 'til you get it right And are responding like you should Well finally he got lonely Frightened thoughts filled his head And he went up to the teacher And this is what he said.. and he said Flowers are red, green leaves are green There's no need to see flowers any other way Than the way they always have been seen Time went by like it always does And they moved to another town And the little boy went to another school And this is what he found The teacher there was smilin' She said...Painting should be fun And there are so many colors in a flower So let's use every one But that little boy painted flowers In neat rows of green and red And when the teacher asked him why This is what he said.. and he said Flowers are red, green leaves are green There's no need to see flowers any other way Than the way they always have been seen. But there still must be a way to have our children say . . . There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one \ READER'S COMMENT Lorian, This is not only a song to teach by, It is a song to live by. The message of this brilliant yet simply executed narrative of yours, is show how harmful brain-washing can be, That little boy was! Fortunately, not many people in this world are so fortunate, that he was probably saved by a healthier philosophy.........."There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one" THANKS, Lorian Quote |
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RE: Harry ChapinQuote: Originally Posted by JLorian When my kids were little if their new teacher didn't know this song, they sure knew it by the end of the year. Words to teach by... Flowers are Red by Harry Chapin (Spoken)Your son marches to the beat of a different drummer, comma. (Spoken)But don't worry, (Spoken)We'll have him joining the parade by the end of the term The little boy went first day of school He got some crayons and started to draw He put colors all over the paper For colors was what he saw And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man I'm paintin' flowers he said She said... It's not the time for art young man And anyway flowers are green and red There's a time for everything young man And a way it should be done You've got to show concern for everyone else For you're not the only one And she said... Flowers are red young man Green leaves are green There's no need to see flowers any other way Than they way they always have been seen But the little boy said... There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one Well the teacher said.. You're sassy There's ways that things should be And you'll paint flowers the way they are So repeat after me..... And she said... Flowers are red young man Green leaves are green There's no need to see flowers any other way Than they way they always have been seen But the little boy said... There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one The teacher put him in a corner She said.. It's for your own good.. And you won't come out 'til you get it right And are responding like you should Well finally he got lonely Frightened thoughts filled his head And he went up to the teacher And this is what he said.. and he said Flowers are red, green leaves are green There's no need to see flowers any other way Than the way they always have been seen Time went by like it always does And they moved to another town And the little boy went to another school And this is what he found The teacher there was smilin' She said...Painting should be fun And there are so many colors in a flower So let's use every one But that little boy painted flowers In neat rows of green and red And when the teacher asked him why This is what he said.. and he said Flowers are red, green leaves are green There's no need to see flowers any other way Than the way they always have been seen. But there still must be a way to have our children say . . . There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one \ READER'S COMMENT Lorian, This is not only a song to teach by, It is a song to live by. The message of this brilliant yet simply executed narrative of yours, shows how harmful brain-washing can be, That little boy was! Fortunately, not many people in this world are so fortunate, that he was probably saved by a healthier philosophy.........."There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one" THANKS, Lorian Quote Last edited by cousinsoren 06-07-2010 at 08:52:30 AM |
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA