The Theory and Practice of Rebellion
Such small lives we’ve led,
diffident, quiet, until
provoked.
Remove our words,
we become steel
and sharp stone,
fletched softwood
splitting the air,
string reverberating,
singing resist,
resist.
Fear not
who we are now.
Consider tomorrow.
“The Theory and Practice of Rebellion,” first appeared in Outcast Poetry, and was reprinted on Vox Populi. Many thanks to editor Sean Lynch for originally taking this piece, and for Michael Simms for reprinting this and other pieces. I am truly grateful for his support.
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HKers agree.
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I think they would.
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‘fletched’ – how lovely!
Thank you, Robert.
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Thanks very much, Nick.
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This calls for less grumping, more action – good perspective foe 2020!
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Yes! Less grumping, more action!
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After so much helplessness on social lately….I read this and instantly felt hopeful again.
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I’m so pleased that the poem offered a little glimmer of hope. It’s what words can do, what poetry can do!
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Love this! Even if I’d originally thought it was going to be about adolescence, LOL. Particularly, my son…..
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I prefer the larger stage. A poem for our time.
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I’m probably more comfortable offstage or backstage…
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Ha! Perhaps I will write one about adolescence, as I seem to be going through my second one. 🙂
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