[Reader-list] The Song of a Radical by M. Nazir Ali

[francesca recchia]

I must address myself
to the material need - like
hunger, pain and torture,
and learn to feel the bullet’s
geometric race through the body. 

 
The wind that plays
upon my beard,
the knife that draws
a line of blood
are important beyond
all the rants of the saints.
 
Every tongue of flame,
each round pebble,
is more material
than Marx himself. 
 
If narrate I must
a tale of the spirit
it must’ve the hard contours
of a basic desire:
like lust or thirst. francesca recchia
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