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Photo: Arun Kulshreshtha<\/p><\/div>\n

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For Robert Silvers<\/em><\/p>\n

And you could say we\u2019ve been living in clover
\nFrom Walt Whitman to Barack Obama.
\nNow a dictatorship of vicious spineless slimes
\nWe the people voted in has taken over.
\nOnce we\u2019d abolished slavery, we lived in clover,
\nFrom sea to shining sea, even in terrible times.
\nIt\u2019s over.\u00a0<\/p>\n

Look how the sunlight enters the bedroom and my dream.
\nLook how the radio alarm attacks me with an ax.
\nThe plane I have to catch departs at eight from JFK.
\nUnbuckled and at cruising altitude, we\u2019ll excrete a white contrail.
\nI have to be there two hours before
\nWe do. How beautiful the sky when you\u2019re below.
\nThe Russian ambassador to Turkey was gunned down<\/p>\n

Giving a friendship speech at an art gallery in Ankara
\nBy a Turkish Islamic zealot
\nPointing one finger upward and saying God is great.
\nDo not forget Aleppo!<\/em> Do not forget Syria!<\/em> he shouts,
\nReferring to the horror and the thousands wretchedly dead,
\nThe little children, from Russian aerial bombing.
\nRussia is red and red the blood the ambassador bled.<\/p>\n

The body on the floor
\nIs the late ambassa door.
\nYou step over him to your study window holding a loaded gun
\nTo your head and jump
\nOut to your death into the arms of Donald Trump.
\nPigeons have painted the ledge outside the window white.
\nNow the day is over and it is time to say good night.<\/p>\n

I hear the pillow hissing auf wiedersehen.
\n<\/em>I stumble out of bed and start sleepwalking.
\nWWW, White Western World, stand on your feet to greet, still asleep,
\nThe arrival of the bride made of daylight all dressed in white.
\nOutbursts of pigeons explode white
\nAs light in whorls of flight in the wonderful sunlight,
\nThen settle on cooing ledges and shit white.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m trumpeting the most dazzling imitation
\nDiamond ring you\u2019ll ever see,
\nSet by the expat genius jeweler JAR in Paris,
\nWhom nothing ostentatious can embarrass,
\nTo celebrate the catastrophe of America, the American catastrophe.
\nThe only possession of mine
\nGod will want to grab<\/p>\n

Is on my pinkie
\nWhen I\u2019m laid out naked on the slab,
\nAnd here comes God\u2014who\u2019s of course a she\u2014
\nWho removes the ring,
\nAnd slides my corpse
\nFor cremation
\nInto her big hot thing.<\/p>\n

There was a very rich
\nLady who lived on Liberty Island,
\nWho lied to herself and the world like Donald Trump.
\nHer druggy daughter, her only child,
\nWhose memory she liked to weep over and about whom she lied,
\nHad lived and died years before, and apparently the mother
\nHad behaved horribly when the daughter badly needed her.<\/p>\n

The woman was arrogant.
\nPeople loved her.
\nHer life was luxurious. People like that.
\nThere was an old
\nWoman who lived in a shoe.
\nHer fantasy was that she and her daughter
\nHad been fantastic together.<\/p>\n

A person who smokes cigarettes these days,
\nAlbeit only secretly,
\nA woman who smokes but hides it so no one sees,
\nAnd is careful about how she smells, no stink, no stain, no pain,
\nNow it begins to rain
\nIn her lungs, these days when you\u2019re not permitted to smoke anywhere inside
\nA public place, even if she\u2019s elegant, is ashamed.<\/p>\n

Give the poor bitch a break.
\nBe kind to poor inhuman us.
\nAren\u2019t we all a bit like her and at least a little fake?
\nAnd wasn\u2019t America often quite generous?
\nIn fact, my understanding is the Western heart is leaking pus
\nAnd the Western brain is near the end.
\nThe Prophet Muhammad and his evil double have started to blend.<\/p>\n

The president of the United States proclaims America First.
\nHe doesn\u2019t know Mecca from Milan.
\nThere\u2019s been a terrorist attack in Berlin.
\nAlso, the leader of North Korea
\nHas ordered a new diet for border guards
\nThat has given them diarrhea.
\nI repeatedly shot an innocent unarmed black man in the back who was fleeing<\/p>\n

Into a park full of broad daylight. Good morning.
\nIf you\u2019re a senior citizen, you won\u2019t really live long
\nEnough to know
\nThe river of refugees has reversed its course,
\nFlowing the wrong way now on account of shock
\nAnd aftershocks and so many fools saying
\nHave a good day.<\/p>\n

The United States of America, its ribs gauntly sticking out,
\nTries to drink from a watering hole, all fifty states try,
\nBulls mooing like cows, Gestapo everywhere,
\nBut there\u2019s no water,
\nAnd this is not just in Flint, Michigan.
\nGirls and boys, a world you never knew is over.
\nI was writing a poem the other day that said so.<\/p>\n

It said we\u2019ve been living in clover
\nFrom Walt Whitman to Barack Obama.
\nOnce we\u2019d abolished slavery, we lived in clover
\nFrom sea to shining sea, even in terrible times.
\nNow a dictatorship of spineless vicious slimes
\nWe the people voted into power has taken over
\nAnd it\u2019s over.<\/p>\n

Frederick Seidel\u2019s most recent collection is\u00a0<\/em>Widening Income Inequality.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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