Thursday, 17 November 2011

The Last Librarian

As the riot gear garbed shadows,
Carted, uncaring, the People's Library away,
Did they spit on pages?
Did they perhaps break spines?

I'd like to think the shielded faces,
Contorted with ripping rage,
Knelt before a poet,
Paused over a poem.

© James Schwartz

Occupy Wall Street library books stored in a N.Y. garage
Poet and slam performer, James Schwartz strives for the simplicity of Cavafy mixed with modern gay wordplay. His book, The Literary Party: Growing Up Gay and Amish in America, was published by in Group Press in 2011.