• jpquinton (25)in #poetry • 7 years ago

  Poem for the Men on Manus #6 (original)

  The message from Dutton, the ex-cop About those refugees that shop: The boats have stopped The boats have stopped. Says the first fleet to the second fleet — Fuck off we’re…

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• jpquinton (25)in #manus • 7 years ago

  Poem for the Men on Manus #5 (original)

  In two rows the prisoners sit in sodden Tropical grass, full lotus, waist deep With equidistant poles before them, Today my leaders removed the barbed wire, the mesh And…

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• jpquinton (25)in #poetry • 7 years ago

  Poem for the Men on Manus #4 (original)

  I heard my leaders screaming Get in line , yet lines move, metamorphise Like government offices maturing, Losing their puppy fat, forgoing the rules. Four years locked up…

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• jpquinton (25)in #poetry • 7 years ago

  Poem for the Men on Manus #3 (original)

  At the Brass Monkey, men drown their sorrows While the men on Manus drown in death, They hold their hands above their heads And cross their forearms, and cross their legs…

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• jpquinton (25)in #poetry • 7 years ago

  Poem for Men on Manus Island #2 (original)

  If luck decides your freedom and safety Luck also decides your food and water Your lights and airs, luck decides Your ability to take these needs for granted. Plastic…

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• jpquinton (25)in #poetry • 7 years ago

  Poem for the Men on Manus Island (original)

  I want my anger to be true And my reading manifest in solid predictions: Our corrupt, inhumane leaders will topple. But my leaders are killing innocent men on Manus. Our…

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• jpquinton (25)in #poetry • 7 years ago

  Field Inversion Haiku (original)

  All of the vases Struggle to keep the flowers — So we invent fields.

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