Poets Against War continues the tradition of socially engaged poetry by creating venues for poetry as a voice against war, tyranny and oppression.

Molly Sutton

The Pitcher

Drops of blood flatten out
on the dusty pavement, everything
a flat dune-yellow
the blood splat
like milk in a glass pitcher.

In a hallway on the west coast,
a man peels open a silver envelope.
Inside, he unfolds
the silver bullet--he cries out,
cries out for the poetry of witness.

Whisk the globe back around,
spin until you reach the bodies
of strangers.  Think of the sorrow
of snipers, of nightclubs, of September--
don't forget to witness this movement,
don't forget the strangers,
don't forget the parched puckered lips,
cherishing the mothermilk.

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