Revolutionary Letter No. 29
REVOLUTIONARY LETTER No. 29 By Diane Di Prima
beware of those
who say we are the beautiful losers
who stand in their long hair and wait to be punished
who weep on beaches for our isolation
we are not alone: we have brothers in all the hills
we have sisters in the jungles and in the ozarks
we even have brothers on the frozen tundra
they sit by their fires, they sing, they gather arms
they multiply: they will reclaim the earth
nowhere we can go but they are waiting for us
no exile where we will not hear welcome home
'good morning sister, let me work with you
good morning brother, let me fight by your side'
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Freeing John Sinclair
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Ann Arbor Sun