Long Listed for the 2023 Griffin Poetry Awards

2023 Longlist Announcement

Nostrils of blind men from behind their darkness
smell this sun that starts rising
we who tumble down from scaffolds
we are buried in the stoas of mines
we who fall screaming amid the melted steel
peace
peace
the wind that sweeps us tonight
comes from our breaths and our bellows
Thousands of people march on
solemn
rough
dirty
not believing in God
carrying their strength like a new enormous God
we who curse all the sanctuaries of the world
we who sing in all the languages of the world
peace
peace
People march on from all corners of the world
tumbling borders with their thick soles
designing with their callused hands
the wide gestures of the new world destiny
upon the red horizon
and the wind follows them
the great wind follows them
the great wind follows them roaring
peace
peace
P e a c e.

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