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#100Days100Poems of What’s Next!? Day 9

Despite what the departing Pompeo would have you believe, the beauty of this place is how our differences come together in a vibrant and color-rich tableau. Photographer Brooke Olsen captures this, and reminds us of the work ahead.

Get Them In A Row

©Brooke Olsen – 2021

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Filmmaker/Photographer Brooke Olsen has been taking photos since the day she discovered her grandfather’s Polaroid Land Camera. The connection to images was instant, just like the film she was shooting. Born in New York, transplanted to Los Angeles, and now breathing fresh air in Maine. Can be found on Instagram @olsenfoto

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For the first 100 days of the Biden administration, this website will feature a new poem of What’s Next!? These pieces can be calls to action, calls to attention, or calls to anger. They will light the way and guide the fight. They will get us moving and keep our momentum. They will be filled with hope, with anger, with sorrow. They will get us into good trouble and point out the trouble we need to stop. They will be polished gems, or rough-cut drafts of rage, or in-process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered.

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If you would like to submit to this endeavor, please send an email, with your visual art (as .jpg or .pdf) or your poem saved as a word document (.docx) to waxyandpoetic AT gmail DOT com. Include a short bio (2-3 sentences) and social media/website information. All rights remain with the author. Please address any formatting preferences in your email. Waxyandpoetic.com will post submissions time permitting, with at least one per day beginning 20 January 2021. Read, follow, share, submit, live, love, spread light! Don’t forget to use #100Days100Poems !

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#100Days100Poems of What’s Next!? Day 8

Take the only Western industrialized uber-wealthy democracy to not have Universal Health Care. Toss in a global pandemic. Stir. Poet Daniel Olsson shows us why we must be mindful of this lack in our society, and that we must address it before it’s too late.

 
 

Nation of Sickness

  
 There was once a sickening
 at the site of the healthy undone…
 Sick were broke but not broken
 or bested by the givers of health bills…
 A mother takes the child to the clinic,
 The mother cares for sickness within,
 Only for a second can the care last
 as the nurse carries forward the check
 of monumental burden…
 Stay away from the doctor,
 Turn away from the medicine,
 Money won what should have
 always been undone by the intellectuals
 who govern the halls of our human rights…
 We were scared termites eating away
 at a house ready to fall down upon us,
 Believing the theft of true health was
 not sacred enough to be cared for,
 Warnings ignored by mothers of old to be
 true to the lungs,
 Be soft upon the heart,
 Carry love for the marrow in the bones…
 We calcified a cancer in our mind so
 few could climb the mountain of greed
 and ignore the dead bodies entrenched
 in the streets of their ascent...
 And for what the dying doctor spoke,
 The parents I serve have grown tired in the day,
 The children I love grow sickly in the night,
 My nation has fallen to its knees where the business
 venture stands tall…
 A country of experiments in wealth,
 And no conscious for health,
 So much freedom we were told,
 Unless freedom of body, mind and soul
 Never count in the view of our leaders…

©Daniel Olsson – 2021

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Daniel Olsson is a poet from Bloomington, Indiana who has been writing poetry for the past eight years. Daniel’s writing revolves around contemporary society, including the topics of economic inequality, environmental justice, social issues and international relations. He can be found on Instagram and Tumblr as @apoeticcookie .

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For the first 100 days of the Biden administration, this website will feature a new poem of What’s Next!? These pieces can be calls to action, calls to attention, or calls to anger. They will light the way and guide the fight. They will get us moving and keep our momentum. They will be filled with hope, with anger, with sorrow. They will get us into good trouble and point out the trouble we need to stop. They will be polished gems, or rough-cut drafts of rage, or in-process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered.

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#100Days100Poems of What’s Next!? Day 7

Today’s piece by Lauren Miller reminds us of the work that has been done, and of the labors still to come. May we all strive for this, and be inspired by this.

LEGACY

with homage to Dr. King


And I know that myself is positive
And I know that myself has hope

And I know that I am capable, of all that I am called to do…
of all whom I am called to love

I shall not set my beams to high
Bright, in retaliation
Bent, to mutual destruction, from too much light in the road


I will search for sense on this highway


A bicentennial ago, a dirt path--une expérience
                                               ...evolved...
Destiny, manifested as the snarl of traffic at a toll booth 

How shall my legacy be written?
Where shall my children stand, or my children’s children?

And I will stand on the side of light
And I will walk in Love

©Lauren Miller – 2021

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Perpetually on the lookout for the sacred in the ordinary, Lauren Miller is a student of politics, education, and French. TX>AZ>IL>TX. A nature lover and mom of four, she and her husband celebrated 28 years together in 2020. On IG @laurenebmiller, where she sometimes posts pictures from her backyard.

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For the first 100 days of the Biden administration, this website will feature a new poem of What’s Next!? These pieces can be calls to action, calls to attention, or calls to anger. They will light the way and guide the fight. They will get us moving and keep our momentum. They will be filled with hope, with anger, with sorrow. They will get us into good trouble and point out the trouble we need to stop. They will be polished gems, or rough-cut drafts of rage, or in-process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered.

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#100Days100Poems of What’s Next!? Day 5

Valerie G. Keane, with both humor and poignancy, makes a plea for taking a moment to breathe. And manages, also, to turn us to love, and away from, well, see for yourself.


Jesus had a penis

I know, 
it makes me uncomfortable too. 
I didn’t ask for this, 
it came to me deep in meditation  
on a silent retreat 
when I was supposed to be focusing 
on breathing. 

The breath in. 
The breath out. 
And suddenly, 

there was Jesus’ penis. 
And I tried to come back 
to the breath 

but there he was 
shaking it around 
watching it flop and dangle, 
horrifying all the Catholics. 
I tried to come back 

to the breath 
but there he was 
touching it, exploring it, 
the shaft, the little hairs around the base, the head,
the foreskin, circumcised. 

Jesus was Jewish, right? 
Here I am in a room full of Buddhists, 
thinking of Jesus, of bris, of penis. 
I tried to come back
 
to the breath 
but there was Jesus, holding his penis, 
urinating in the snow, steam rising, 
spelling out “TRUMP SUCKS” 
and here I am trying to meditate.

Once, some westerners asked Maharaji,
“How should we meditate?” 
He answered, “Meditate like Christ.” 
They asked, “How did Christ meditate?” 
Maharaji closed his eyes and paused a long time, 
then one tear fell down his cheek and he answered, 
“He lost Himself in love.”
I tried to come back

to the breath 
but now I’m wishing that all penises 
would lose themselves in love.
 
Maybe then the title of this poem 
wouldn’t be so funny 
and instead, would be a prayer. 
And we would all breathe 

a little easier.

©Valerie G. Keane – 2021

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Valerie G. Keane is a poet from Queens, NYC and is the founder of Poetry & Coffee, a discussion of great poetry over food and drinks (and now Zoom!) where no previous poetry experience is required – only life experience. She speaks at schools and in communities about how to love poetry from the bottom of your soul without an MFA and her work has been featured at numerous reading series throughout New York, as well as in various journals. If you’re interested in reading radical and relevant books with Valerie and discussing them with a bunch of really great people, you should check out her website.  In her other life, she is a Productivity Specialist and Professional Organizer specializing in working with people with ADHD and neurodivergent clients. Find out more at www.valeriegkeane.com & www.poetryandcoffee.com & www.lotis.solutions .

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For the first 100 days of the Biden administration, this website will feature a new poem of What’s Next!? These pieces can be calls to action, calls to attention, or calls to anger. They will light the way and guide the fight. They will get us moving and keep our momentum. They will be filled with hope, with anger, with sorrow. They will get us into good trouble and point out the trouble we need to stop. They will be polished gems, or rough-cut drafts of rage, or in-process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered.

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If you would like to submit to this endeavor, please send an email, with your visual art (as .jpg or .pdf) or your poem saved as a word document (.docx) to waxyandpoetic AT gmail DOT com. Include a short bio (2-3 sentences) and social media/website information. All rights remain with the author. Please address any formatting preferences in your email. Waxyandpoetic.com will post submissions time permitting, with at least one per day beginning 20 January 2021. Read, follow, share, submit, live, love, spread light! Don’t forget to use #100Days100Poems !

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#100Days100Poems of What’s Next!? Day 4

Poet Maureen Medina directly engages the dialogue and slogans of MAGA supporters, confronting the double standards and ironies of their (unjust) cause. Responding to their narrow, inflammatory language, she reworks their words into a new, more inclusive message.

Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Life and Liberty

 
America is under attack
 
Let us pray
 
In the name of the father, the son and the Holy Spirit
Please God, protect the supremacists
MAGA terrorists, better known as patriots
Alt right, white is right
To hell with their colored compatriots
Camp auschwitz, erase the indigenous
6 million wasn’t enough
4 centuries and counting aren’t enough
Insurrection wasn’t enough
 
Impeachment wasn’t enough
 
Let’s ask McConnell
Blue Lives Matter except at the capitol
USA, KKK, parlay
What did the Fox say?
It’s all on Parler
 
They say All Lives Matter
Except the black ones
Except the brown ones
Except the female ones
Except the trans ones
Except the queer ones
Except non-human ones
 
All Whites Matter
This isn’t the America they know
Born of justice and peace for their kind
But there is no justice, no peace
When we are murdered in our sleep
When we say we can’t breathe
When our necks are crushed by knees
Gunned down wearing hoodies
Gunned down buying candy
Destroyed for existing
 
Systematic genocide
Stand back and stand by
Orders by 45, who’s now been impeached twice
Stop the steal
Yes, stop the steal
Stop stealing the peace of a fairly won election. Concede. We chose Biden.
Stop stealing lands and identities and calling it colonization
Stop appropriating our culture, our grief, and calling it assimilation
Stop stealing our dignity - or attempting to - because that’s straight up degradation
Stop your stealing, suppressing, and sedition
 
Stand back and stand by
Orders by 45, wholly incapable of abiding by Democracy
Incite all the proud boys and girls
Grab ‘em by the motherfucking pussy
Including the first female VP
Oh, Harris. They want the sugar without the spice
 
You are the first in the house but not the last
Shatter the glass
There is no ceiling
Let’s move forward
Please, no blasts from the past
No more mass deportation
No more mass incarceration
Let’s change the system where the currency is our lives
 
Change the climate from ICE to FIRE
Because we’ve been hungry long before the strike
And if hate is all we’ve got
Where does that leave our melting pot?
Scorched with gunshot residue
 
This election can’t just be another shot in the dark
Enough with the oligarchs who condemn anarchy while inciting violence and patriarchy
 
In a country
Divided by rhetoric that fits in a 280 character limit
There are no filters, there are no limits
Tweet-sized FASCISM.
 
Shhhh, shhhh.
Can’t we all just get along?
Left, right - Let’s put aside our differences because we are all very special.

 
Go home. I love you.

©Maureen Medina – 2021

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Maureen Medina is an advocate for both human and non-human animals, and asserts that all oppression is connected. In alignment with the idea that none of us are free unless all of us are free, Maureen has created an initiative called Leave in Peace (LIP), which focuses on the human victims of animal agriculture. To learn more, please follow them on Facebook (Leave in Peace) and Instagram (@leave_in_peace), and visit linktr.ee/LeaveInPeace.

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For the first 100 days of the Biden administration, this website will feature a new poem of What’s Next!? These pieces can be calls to action, calls to attention, or calls to anger. They will light the way and guide the fight. They will get us moving and keep our momentum. They will be filled with hope, with anger, with sorrow. They will get us into good trouble and point out the trouble we need to stop. They will be polished gems, or rough-cut drafts of rage, or in-process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered.

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If you would like to submit to this endeavor, please send an email, with your visual art (as .jpg or .pdf) or your poem saved as a word document (.docx) to waxyandpoetic AT gmail DOT com. Include a short bio (2-3 sentences) and social media/website information. All rights remain with the author. Please address any formatting preferences in your email. Waxyandpoetic.com will post submissions time permitting, with at least one per day beginning 20 January 2021.

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#100Days100Poems of What’s Next!? Day 3

Spoken word poet Lloyd Garrison addresses head-on an issue that will likely vex us for the foreseeable future. Just how divided are we?


Worlds Apart?

There is no doubt in my mind that we are still worlds apart. But King’s Dream is still attainable as long as we put aside our pride and finally learn to work together. 

What if we actually opened our ears to hear what he was really trying to tell us?

I know he’s not here anymore…but he left one hell of a blueprint for us to follow in his footsteps. We’ve only had 53 years to pick up where he left off. I won’t bother asking you if you think life is fair…because we both know it’s not…but it sucks even more for people who look like me. Whether we stream it live or see it happening right in front of our eyes…the world as we know it is in a dark place. But at least I can say I’ve met at least one person who cares as much as I do. 

But how can a person begin to justify an injustice? 

How can a person explain the pain that has followed black and brown people for centuries?

I know you can hear it in our voices when we are talking to the media about another lost life…I know you can feel it in our spirits that used to be so full of life and energy. Protesting keeps us in the fight, but our goal is to bring awareness to those who think we are somehow intimidated…we’re not…and never will be….

We just don’t want or need to lose more innocent lives. 

We are just tired of having to step over and beyond the limitations that were never reasonable for us in the first place. Most of us just want our kids to graduate, find a job, and live a peaceful life away from drama and street life.

On the bright side, you’ve shared some things with me that have changed my outlook on life. 

I know now that you had no control over the family you were born into…not everyone was born into riches, burns crosses, and celebrates their misguided viewpoints by watching Birth of A Nation with no commercial breaks. 

I know now that you had no control over the color of your skin…not everyone wants to live in a world that treats some people like animals and others like human beings. 

I know now that just because someone is white doesn’t mean they can’t fight for equal rights…not everyone uses their privilege to support a racist agenda.

We’ll, I’m here to tell you that

I am and always will be worthy of equal treatment and so are you,

I am and always will be worthy of feeling safe whether I am at home or away and so are you, 

I am and always will be worthy of being viewed as an asset and not a liability and so are you. 

All I know is…the more we get comfortable talking about issues some people are scared to confess or address…the closer we will be to giving America what it really needs: A MAKEOVER.


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Mr. Lloyd L. Garrison is the CEO of Hidden G.E.M.S. by LG. Lloyd received his Bachelor of Arts (2001) and Master of Arts (2005) degrees in English from Miami University in Oxford, Oh. LLoyd’s goal is to spread messages of hope, love, peace, and truth through the power of the spoken word.  He’s on the web at hiddengemsbylg.com .

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For the first 100 days of the Biden administration, this website will feature a new poem of What’s Next!? These pieces can be calls to action, calls to attention, or calls to anger. They will light the way and guide the fight. They will get us moving and keep our momentum. They will be filled with hope, with anger, with sorrow. They will get us into good trouble and point out the trouble we need to stop. They will be polished gems, or rough-cut drafts of rage, or in-process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered.

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If you would like to submit to this endeavor, please send an email, with your visual art (as .jpg or .pdf) or your poem saved as a word document (.docx) to waxyandpoetic AT gmail DOT com. Include a short bio (2-3 sentences) and social media/website information. All rights remain with the author. Please address any formatting preferences in your email. Waxyandpoetic.com will post submissions time permitting, with at least one per day beginning 20 January 2021.

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#100Days100Poems Of What’s Next!? Day 2

Performance poet Dee Allen, swirling around five words, takes us on a whirlwind recap of 2020 and conjures some hopes for 2021.

FIVE WORD CHALLENGE

This year 2020
Left us rushing
Toward apocalypse
With multiple causes
Unseen vapouriser of billions
Coronavirus leading the charge—
Humanity travelling on slalom course of ice
To the end most disbelieved

Some wildfires here,
Some super storms there,
Tail end of tyrannical
American rule right in the middle—

Gone is the schadenfreude*
Spewing from orange face,
Repeated by loyal
Flag-waving, red cap bigot followers

And here’s to hoping

Gone will be our increasing isolation,
Our lockdown situation—
Vaccines are appearing, pharmaceutical lab
Works-in-progress—
I’ll trust one
When the new vice president 
Herself takes a needle shot—
 
W: 12.14.2020

©Dee Allen – 2021

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Dee Allen is an African-Italian performance poet based in Oakland, California. Active on the creative writing & Spoken Word tips since the early 1990s. With 35 anthology appearances [including Your Golden Sun Still Shines, Rise, Extreme, The Land Lives Forever, Civil Liberties United, Trees In A Garden Of Ashes, Colossus: Home and new from Chicago-based MuseWrite Press, Impact] under his figurative belt so far, he is also the author of five books, which can be found via the links below.

BONEYARD [ 2010 ] >  Dee Allen (poormag.info)[Book is currently out of print.]
UNWRITTEN LAW [ 2012 & 2020 ] >  Dee Allen (poormag.info)   [2012 edition is out of print.]  and   UNWRITTEN LAW: POEMS [ 1994–2011 ] | poorpressprensapobre[2020 edition.]
STORMWATER  [2017] >  Storm Water | poorpressprensapobre and   Stormwater – Poetry by Dee Allen | flapperpress
SKELETAL BLACK [2019] >  Skeletal Black | poorpressprensapobre and  Skeletal Black – Poetry by Dee Allen | flapperpress
ELOHI UNITSI [2020] >  Elohi Unitsi: Poems [2013 – 2018] (conviction2change.com)


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For the first 100 days of the Biden administration, this website will feature a new poem of What’s Next!? These pieces can be calls to action, calls to attention, or calls to anger. They will light the way and guide the fight. They will get us moving and keep our momentum. They will be filled with hope, with anger, with sorrow. They will get us into good trouble and point out the trouble we need to stop. They will be polished gems, or rough-cut drafts of rage, or in-process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered.

#100Days100Poems of What’s Next!? wants your poems, your prose, your visual art (photos, drawings, sculptures), your music, your short films and animations. Interpret the theme as broadly as you’d like.

If you would like to submit to this endeavor, please send an email, with your visual art (as .jpg or .pdf) or your poem saved as a word document (.docx) to waxyandpoetic AT gmail DOT com. Include a short bio (2-3 sentences) and social media/website information. All rights remain with the author. Please address any formatting preferences in your email. Waxyandpoetic.com will post submissions time permitting, with at least one per day beginning 20 January 2021. Read, follow, share, submit, live, love, spread light! Don’t forget to use #100Days100Poems !

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#100Days100Poems Day 1 Inauguration Day.

Camel Heard Shouting
in Black Lives Matter Plaza Northwest

1 – 20 – 2021

that palindrome date to be read

forwards & backwards

with hope that we we only

move forwards and not back

hindsight showing us 2020

1

20

20

21

attention at the left margin

like a paladin

ready for the good fight

that lies ahead, against the right

lucky because we read left to

right; though our metaphor moves

will be to the left

our direction, progress

our speed on hurry


1 2 0 2 0 2 1

as if prescription number

that palliative first pill

in a 1,460 dose regimen of

antitrumpiotics &

antinaziotics &

anticonspiriotics–

one pill every 24 hours keeps regression away

and day by day the sick body politic

becomes healthy and stronger


1

20

2021

palladium

poised to lift

us up, step by step

stepping us up to

new heights &

new hopes &

new horizons

we are here

ready to work &

build & change

and we will get

louder & stronger


20 – 1 – 2021

palatable and palpable

to the rest of the world

one dash of change, hints of new

perspective

and seeing is believing

chew on that possibility



1-20-2021

the palimpsest

we can not erase the scarscratches

and errors, the wrong words,

the wrongs & the wounds,

the falsehoods & fakeries, the forgeries & fripperies

but we will scribe anew

tales of redemption & reconstruction

resurrection & resolution

resolve & resuscitation

part

“once upon a time…”

part

“on this day in history…”


©David Siller – 2021

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For the first 100 days of the Biden administration, this website will feature a new poem of What’s Next!? These pieces can be calls to action, calls to attention, or calls to anger. They will light the way and guide the fight. They will get us moving and keep our momentum. They will be filled with hope, with anger, with sorrow. They will get us into good trouble and point out the trouble we need to stop. They will be polished gems, or rough-cut drafts of rage, or in-process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered.

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If you would like to submit to this endeavor, please send an email, with your visual art (as .jpg or .pdf) or your poem saved as a word document (.docx) to waxyandpoetic AT gmail DOT com. Include a short bio (2-3 sentences) and social media/website information. All rights remain with the author. Please address any formatting preferences in your email. Waxyandpoetic.com will post submissions time permitting, with at least one per day beginning 20 January 2021. Read, follow, share, submit, live, love, spread light! Don’t forget to use #100Days100Poems !

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#100Days100Poems is Back! Here’s the Pre-Poem! The Warm-Up!

On 21 January 2017, Waxyandpoetic.com embarked on #100Days100Poems of Protest in response to the election and inauguration of an orange menace. Four years later we find ourselves in a position to begin to clean up the disaster and rebuild. In the tradition of those poems, Waxy & Poetic is proud to kick off #100Days100Poems of What’s Next!?

During the first hundred days of the Biden administration, that’s the question. What hopes do you have? What calls to action? What cries to rally the troops to continue the necessary fight? What good trouble should we get in? Where do we need to turn our attention? What’s next in order to continue moving forward?

Our work is only just beginning, and as Salman Rushdie once said, “A poet’s work is to name the unnameable, to point out frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep.” Though we officially start tomorrow, let’s have our fire sale to get rid of the old!

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Click here until 1/25/2021 to see actual ad.

©David Siller – 2021

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For the first 100 days of the Biden administration, this website will feature a new poem of What’s Next!?. These pieces can be calls to action, calls to attention, or calls to anger. They will light the way and guide the fight. They will get us moving and keep our momentum. They will be filled with hope, with anger, with sorrow. They will get us into good trouble and point out the trouble we need to stop. They will be polished gems, or rough-cut drafts of rage, or in-process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered.

#100Days100Poems of What’s Next!? wants your poems, your prose, your visual art (photos, drawings, sculptures), your music, your short films and animations. Interpret the theme as broadly as you’d like.

If you would like to submit to this endeavor, please send an email, with your visual art (as .jpg or .pdf) or your poem saved as a word document (.docx) to waxyandpoetic AT gmail DOT com. Include a short bio (2-3 sentences) and social media/website information. All rights remain with the author. Please address any formatting preferences in your email. Waxyandpoetic.com will post submissions time permitting, with at least one per day beginning 20 January 2021.

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#100Days100Poems Day 100 — #PhotoPoem The Struggle Will Continue

Before getting to the end of all this, I want to express my sincerest thanks to all of those who followed, shared, and submitted for this project. It’s been a long slog, fun but draining. Keeping up with all the disasters, tweets, uproars, and prevarications day in and day out has been taxing to say the least. I hope you’ll stick around as I continue to post (back to solely original poetry, translations, and (pop) culture commentary for the time being), and rest assured that the work will most assuredly not be related to the garbage fire-in-chief. As always, comments and questions are welcome for any post.

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We finish with a #PhotoPoem inspired by what is found in the collection of sculptures at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Rather than discuss the titles, origins &tc. of the sculptures themselves, this #PhotoPoem is instead unified by its title, regardless of the context of each individual sculpture, its national origins or artistic school. I conclude with this because, frankly, I can’t find any more words.

When The Whole World is Eagerly
Awaiting an Arrest & an Impeachment

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© David Siller – 2017

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For the first 100 days of the Trumpet administration, this blog featured a new poem of protest, by my own hand or by others. Some were polished gems, or rough cut drafts of rage, or in process pieces searching for peace. They were haiku or tanka, limericks and lyrics, verses free or fettered.

THOUGH WE’VE REACHED OUR HUNDRED DAYS, WE WILL STILL CONTINUE TO POST PROTEST PIECES PERIODICALLY. I

f you would like to submit to this endeavor, please send an email, with poem saved as a word document (.docx) to waxyandpoetic AT gmail DOT com. All rights remain with the author.

VISUAL ARTISTS ! Do you have something visually poetic that you’d like to submit? GO FOR IT!

Please address any formatting preferences in your email. I will post submissions time permitting. Editing will be limited to obvious errors of spelling and the like.

Read, follow, share, re-tweet, submit, live, love, spread light! Don’t forget to use #100Days100Poems !

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