This is What Democracy Looks Like: An Occupy Everywhere Poem by Maxine Beneba Clarke

The written version of this poem has disappeared from this blog, read this poem at Maxine’s blog HERE.

Find more poetry, essays, and visual poetry by Maxine Beneba Clarke HERE

her work can also be found at, among others, OVERLAND and CORDITE POETRY REVIEW.

By bonniemcclellan

Mother, poet, american ex-pat from Texas living in Northern Italy.



    Warriors don’t need
    Any kind of democracy
    When the spirit gives the light
    To their dance

    Crossing time
    In rainbow snake arms
    They’re illuminating the night
    In caresses of sparkles

    Today it’s time to dream
    As it is since the first instant
    Today it’s time to dream
    As if nothing has born yet

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