A.D. Winans: Poem For An Unknown Soldier

Poem For An Unknown Soldier
 
Now just a fading memory
on a blood drenched beach
in Normandy 
 
flies buzz around you
a sand crab feasts
on an open wound
Eighteen to young to drink
but old enough to die
 
faded memories relived once a year
like old time religion
 
no more war for you
no more dreams
no lover to hold in your arms
no family to embrace you
no friends to break bread with
your youth consumed spit-out
in the stink hole of the
immaculate war machine
 
your home an invisible grave where
you can’t hear the crying over the
counting of the money
on Wall Street 

 
 is there life after death
or does the mind become an atom
take residence in the black hole?

 
back home there are baseball games
hot dogs and beer
the singing of the National Anthem
families will gather around a barbecue
cats purr dogs wag their tail
boot camps turn out new recruits
for new wars
 
your reward duty to the master
a folded flag for next of kin
a grave at Arlington Cemetery
where worms feast at your bones
 
 

A.D. Winans: we would have thought

 The Beat Museum has partnered with San Francisco’s famed Top Of The Mark to begin a new poetry and jazz series running from 3/3 through 4/28. The March 17 theme is «  »Poetry Through The Generations. » I’ll be reading with Neeli Cherkovski, William Taylor Jr and Cassandra Dallett. There will be two sets, the first beginning at 6:30 PM. Further details will be forthcoming.

https://www.amazon.com/author/a.d.winans

http://winansfansite.blogspot.com

http://ackerawards.com

 

A.D. Winans: We must not forget

We must not forget.
 
WHEN A BLACK BOY
WALKS HOME ALONE AT NIGHT.
Who would have thought
skittles and ice tea
was a death sentence

light rain sings its night song
death folded away like a black rose
clamped in a buzzard’s beak
 
A boy with a dream
walks home alone at night
a shot rings out in the air

like a popped popcorn kernel

a lifeless body falls to the ground

gunned down by a wanna-be cop
and Florida’s “stand your ground”
license to kill law
 
Justice denied
by a judge’s tortured
jury instructions
 
No appeal for Trayvon
no appeal for the dead
in the State of life-takers
and death-makers
where a young black boy
must forever fear
to walk home alone at night
always within a legal
sniper’s gun sight
 
Lock and load the chamber
no safety on the gun
make it as black as the night
holster it at the back hip
to keep it from sight
Know the law is on your side
black is black white is white
it’s OK to shoot on sight
when a black boy with a dream
walks home alone at night

A.D. Winans: Captain Jack

CAPTAIN JACK
 
I know this poet who dances with words
who does the two-step political hustle
that lacks any real muscle
 
a Waltzing Matilda poet
who glides along the dance floor
like a skilled political whore
 
a poet weaned on the game of favors
who traded in his vision
for a poetry politicians hat
but dancing for an audience
isn’t like feeling the rhythm
that rubs up against the soul
 
Buffy Saint-Marie
Phil Ochs, Woody Guthrie,
Pete Seeger, Billy Bragg
were living proof of this
 
power corrupts
the spiritual truth
the scriptures tell us this
the true poet knows this
stands tall above the dancing
with word poets
who are little more than
an instrument of a poem
far greater than themselves
*
bar room revolution talk
is little more than
an exercise in futility
take it to the streets
be like Walt Whitman
walk blood stained battlefields
real and imagined
tend to the spiritual wounds
of your comrades
quit trading favors
in twenty-eight
Baskin and Robbin flavors
 
be like the people of Egypt
who risked life and limb
for their beliefs
be like the anonymous poets of Poland
who during the height
of government tyranny
tossed poems into the public square
for the people to read
giving them hope in desperate times
 
sitting at Spec’s bar in North Beach
downing shots of vodka
and shouting,” I hate America,
is cheap political theater
 
be like your sisters and brothers
in the workers struggle in Wisconsin
marching for worker rights
love them become one with them
shout your poems from town squares
and from rooftops in solidarity
with them.
 
poet laureate’s come and go
inmates die on death row
words can not be danced with
they need to b lived
 
Whitman was the Heavyweight
champion of poetry
stood tall and fearless
among the enemy
which is never really man
but the poison in his soul
 
pride envy ego
lust for power
how can those inflicted
with this disease
write from the soul
one column of media praise
is of less value
than a single tear-drop on a poem
from a waitress in a greasy
road stop diner
 
a poet who dances with words
dances a solo dance
in a barroom with no jukebox
 
the true poet’s topic
is the people
not the poet.
*

Lectures croisées Karin Huet / Yves Artufel / Jean Azarel le 6 décembre à Boulbon

Chères toutes et tous,

 Retenez d’ores et déjà la date !
Le 6 décembre prochain à 17 h 30, je vous donne rendez vous avec Karin et Yves à La Petite Librairie des Champs à Boulbon pour donner à entendre les poètes de la Beat Generation et nos derniers recueils, avec un hommage particulier à Alain Jégou pour qui j’ai écrit « Love is everywhere » aux éditions Gros Textes
A très bientôt
Jean
*
*
* Zone d’Autonomie Littéraire 2013 – SQUEEZE – interview Jean Azarel
<br />
*

A.D. Winans: release of Dead Lions

Hi,
Punk Hostage Press has just released my new book Dead Lions ,  a literary memoir on my friendship with literary legends Alvah Bessie (one of the original Hollywood Ten), Charles Bukowski, Bob Kaufman, and Jack Micheline.
FROM THE PUBLISHER:
“Dead Lions is a must read for young poets and writers and those who may be unfamiliar with four literary icons of our time. The author gives the reader an intimate look into the lives of Charles Bukowski, Bob Kaufman, Jack Micheline, and Alvah Bessie, one of the Hollywood Ten who went to prison for defying the House on Un American Activities Committee.
 
Take a trip down memory lane as Winans recalls his friendship and personal experiences with these poets and writers who influenced Winan’s own considerable body of work.”
 
ORDER information can be found on Amazon Com, as well as information on my PEN Josephine Miles award winning book (This Land Is Not My Land) and other books.
 

A.D. Winans on Amazon

A.D. Winans Biography:

A. D. Winans is a native San Francisco award winning poet and writer.
He is the author of sixty books and chapbooks of poetry and prose, including North Beach Poems, North Beach Revisited, Drowning Like Li Po in a River of Red Wine, In The Dead Hours of Dawn, San Francisco Poems, and Dead Lions. He is a graduate of San Francisco State College (now University).

In 2014 he won a Kathy Acker Poetry and Publishing Award. In 2006 He won a PEN Josephine Miles Award for Excellence in Literature. In 2009 PEN Oakland awarded him a lifetime achievement award.

From 1972 to 1989 Winans edited and published Second Coming Press, which produced a large number of books and anthologies, among them the highly acclaimed California Bicentennial Poet’s Anthology, which included poets like David Meltzer, Jack Micheline, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Ishmael Reed, Josephine Miles, Bob Kaufman, and William Everson.

He worked as an editor and writer for the San Francisco Art Commission, from 1975 to 1980, during which time he produced the Second Coming 1980 Poets and Music Festival, honoring the late Josephine Miles and John Lee Hooker.

He has read his poetry with many acclaimed poets, including Diane DiPrima, Bob Kaufman, Jack Micheline, Harold Norse, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, and all of the past and current San Francisco Poet Laureates.

His work has appeared in over 1500 literary magazines and anthologies, including City Lights Journal, Exquisite Corpse, Poetry Australia, Confrontation, The New York Quarterly, The Patterson Literary Review, The San Francisco Chronicle, and The Outlaw Bible of American Poetry.

In April 2002 a poem of his was set to music By William Bolcom, a Pulitzer Prize winning composer, and performed at New York’s Alice Tully Hall. In January 2009 Sound Street Tracks released a mastered CD of Winans reading from his book, The Reagan Psalms.

In 2012 The Louisiana University at Lafayette recorded a CD of Song Cycles by American Composers, and included in the CD is the song cycle of nationally acclaimed William Bolcom. Old Addresses, with song poems by Winans, Oscar Wilde, Ezra Pound, Langston Huges, C.P. Cavafy, Kenneth Koch and others.

Writers like Colin Wilson, Studs Terkel, James Purdy, Peter Coyote, Herbert Gold, and the late Jack Micheline and Charles Bukowski have praised his work.

He has worked at a variety of jobs, most recently with the U.S. Dept. of Education as an Equal Opportunity Specialist, investigating claims of discrimination against minorities, women and the disabled.

Winans is a member of PEN, and has served on the Board of Directors of various art organizations, including the now defunct Committee of Small Magazine Editors and Publishers (COSMEP). He is currently on the advisory board of the San Francisco International Poetry Library.

He is listed in Who’s Who International Poetry Directory, Who’s Who in America, the Gale Research Contemporary American Authors series, and the Gale Research Contemporary authors autobiography series.

Most recently he served on the host committee for the 2012 San Francisco International Poetry Festival.

His essay on the late Bob Kaufman was published in the American Poetry Review and was republished in 2007 by The Writer’s Research Group. In September 2009 the article was again re-published along with a poem of his for Bob Kaufman, as part of a booklet produced by the Los Angeles Afro American Museum.

Books by A.D. Winans:

http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=la_B00J7RSGKS_af?rh=n:283155,p_82:B00J7RSGKS

Kindle edition:

This Land Is Not My Land by A.D. Winans (Sep 4, 2014) – $ 3,92

Visit Amazon’s A.D. Winans Page