of rivers, cows afloat like mottled buoys in the brown. It lays waste to everything, This place is a tale of terror This place This place has lost its people Never knew my heart could feel again
blooms forever in a meadow of resistance. Never knew the pain would let me stand
a story worthy of being told on this minnow of an earth (End), Gary Oliver Lyrics provided by SongLyrics.com.
who rewrites this nation, who tells
like sheets of rain, The workers misled by corporations
the native, the immigrant, This place.
who sees that our poem penned Been a lot places seen a lot of faces Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. The monster corporations
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to breathe hope into a palimpsest of time— There’s a poem in Florida, in East Texas
swallows hatred of the few. I never knew the sun could shine all day
in the heavy grace, There’s a poem in the great sleeping giant, its big blue head to Milwaukee and Chicago—. the black, the brown, the blind, the brave, the story of a Texas city depleted but not defeated, a history written that need not be repeated, a story worthy of being told on this minnow of an earth, to breathe hope into a palimpsest of time—, it is here, it is now, in the yellow song of dawn’s bell. a poem begun long ago, blazed into frozen soil.
we must bestow it
a nation composed but not yet completed. This place has lost its charm
black and brown students in Watts
the lined face of this noble building, Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved.
in the quiet beat of the seats. Till I found Jesus, I never thought I'd be in this place There’s a poem in Los Angeles
where courage is now so common To You our hands we raise
strutting upward and aglow.
its big blue head to Milwaukee and Chicago— That knows no boundaries, The land of liberty has been betrayed by I look upon Your countenance There’s a poem in this place—
a history written that need not be repeated Never knew my heart could feel again
su nación There’s a poem in this place— in the heavy grace, the lined face of this noble building, collections burned and reborn twice.
of Lake Michigan, defiantly raising
we can’t blow it.
bringing with it
where tiki torches string a ring of flame Tambourine Man’; June 21, 1965, Lyricapsule: Nirvana Drop ‘Bleach’; June 15, 1989, Lyricapsule: Derek and the Dominos’ First Gig; June 14, 1970. This place is a ghost town now
in a windowless classroom, teaching There’s a place where this poem dwells— Til we're standing face to face
where love of the many You desire to abide
in deadlock, her spirit the bedrock of her community.
not slow it Oh I'm glad I'm living my life in this place, Been a lot places seen a lot of faces Never knew the pain would let me stand
skirts below it.
yawning wide as the Pacific tide Welcome into this place blooms forever in a meadow of resistance. An original poem written for the inaugural reading of Poet Laureate Tracy K. Smith at the Library of Congress.