who wears a mask? (Faiers poem)/ Charlie Angus "The Fascism Checklist"

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Who Wears a Mask?

It’s only in fiction that good guys wear masks

Zorro snicker snacking with his vorpal sword

the Lone Ranger Hi Hoing! Silver and his kemosabe Tonto

Superman never wore a mask

but he was created by a Canadian

Superman’s alter ego was clerkish Clark Kent

no man of ICE was our Supe

Even the nazi brown shirts and SS goons

didn’t wear masks

they were proud of purifying their homeland

for “security”

Who wears a mask?

bank robbers, purse snatchers

the bad guys in the movies

the very bad guys in Trump’s New World Order fantasy

Chris Faiers

emails from friends about poem:

Wonderful!!!   The comparisons drawn are cogent, powerful.  

It is perfect for the new issue  for Feb. Of The Banished Poets Society.

We have even stirred the more formal poets this time.  Love from Katherine.

Hi Chris,
yes, thank you for the resend and sorry I didn't scroll down on your initial email. Now I know better.

Today, Friday, is the first day I've gone to the library since winter has me house loving to stay out of the cold. ;-).
Hence, my tardy reply to your email.

LOVE your poem! I follow Charlie Angus on FB.

cheers, Henry 

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The Fascism Checklist

CHARLIE ANGUS / THE RESISTANCE JAN 10

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Fascist leaders move quickly to establish a paramilitary force loyal to the ideology of the regime, sidelining traditional police and law enforcement. They become a law unto themselves.

ICE is now the largest Federal agency, flush with money and operating free from oversight and accountability. Are we surprised that they are shooting civilians in the streets?

Call this for what it is - the face of American gangster fascism.

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Milt taught me to listen to birds (Faiers poem)

Another poem in fond memory of Canada's People's Poet

Milt taught me to listen to birds

(for a green eyed Tara Goddess)



That summer day, fated and fateful
Milt visiting, joking we were Rhodes scholars
at my Rhodes Ave house.
In the afternoon bake
I took Milt to my favourite big city haunt
Ashbridges Bay
and on a small crest Milt 
showed me the shaman way 

listen to the Ravens, Chris
 
ignoring (temporarily) blonde bikinis
spread below on wet sand blankets
Milt pushed our gazes further:
sea captains of paradises
horizon scan of Lake Ontario, an inland sea to
Island Milt
 
Testosterone makes us show-offs for our Goddesses.
Poets, I told Christy once
poets, we are mad men - running naked
across rainswept fields
hoping for the lightning strike - 
the best are hit more than once
crazed and crazier with each visitation
of white heat/white light/White Goddess inspiration

but I have digressed from Milt's lesson
the blondes to blame, no doubt
(or dreams of a Green-eyed Tara Goddess incarnate)
Can't say I heard the birds clearly
that gorgeous summer day
but I knew then to be a true poet
I had to follow the shaman way
Milt had softly shown me 

listen to the birds, Chris
 
Thank you Milt, your advice
sings true to me this summer morning
doves cooing and crows cawing
dawn chorus keeping me awake,
encouraging this poem
for you, and the gifts of a Green-eyed Goddess

Chris Faiers

summer 2012

comments from 2012 when posting comments on my blog actually worked:

Milt is Milton Acorn, Canada's People's Poet, and the poet
many believe to be our most important national poet.
Milt received our highest literary honour, the Governor General's Award
for poetry, and an honourary doctorate from his home university on 
Prince Edward Island. Milt was a comrade, a friend, and a mentor.


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Conrad DiDiodato has left a new comment on your post "Milt taught me to listen to birds": 

"Listen to the birds"--
never wanted to run so badly 



Posted by Conrad DiDiodato to Riffs & Ripples from ZenRiver Gardens at 24 July 2012 09:55 


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Conrad DiDiodato has left a new comment on your post "Milt taught me to listen to birds": 

"Listen to the birds"--
wild grass under a cloudless sky