CAPTAIN JACK by AD WINANS

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 politician's 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 is 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. words can not be danced with they need to be 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 lust for power how can those inflicted with this disease write from the heart? 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

 Wisconsin Historical Society
 1966 Fair Housing March
Lead by James Groppi,