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(for those in Kwangju: May 18, 1980)* after Dante Taking this peach within the mouth, the tongue hovers around its sunset skin like a lover and its Sappho sweet bite is heaven. A song of honeysuckled rivers is like your kiss… The night is in July. At once Platonic love is redemption or when the world is beyond our Kwangju…Please let the streets be freed from anticipation of the bayonet and gun… Let litter seize this street or any avenue… Plan my kiss and we will be happy and free. The night is the peach---the dead sun… Recall the dress you wore as a weapon, me wearing---I forgot… Your raven hair, soft yet sharp by its embroidery of strands being held by one silver pin. The left hand of God and right hands of angels must have done it… It was my dry throat drinking from Styx River which made the chills even more pronounced at the sight of you. The dress’ print was you. It was petals of prints within splotches of orange, gold, red, too… and white--- bandages… Horrible bandages. I’m wearing black/white. Suddenly we choose to hug underneath those flickering pages of streetlights… we an arrow’s color shot through bodies---Rage… *Excerpted from Chalmers Johnson’s Blowback : The Costs and Consequences of the American Empire: “General Chun did not wait long after talking with Gleysteen (US Ambassador to South Korea) to complete the coup d’etat he had begun the previous December…On May 18, 1980, a few hundred demonstrators in Kwangju took to the streets to protest the imposition of martial law. They were met by the paratroopers of the 7th Brigade of the Korean special forces, known as the “black berets,” who had a well known reputation for brutality going back to their service on the American side in the Vietnam War…Gleysteen wrote, “Rumors reaching Seoul of Kwangju rioting say special forces used fixed bayonets and inflicted many casualties on students… Some in Kwangju are reported to have said that troops are being more ruthless than North Koreans ever were.” [When asked of the decision] Gleysteen replied, “I grant it was the controversial decision, but it was the correct one. Do I regret? I don’t think so.” (112-113)

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Days of Love In Flushing: Anticipation

(for those in Kwangju: May 18, 1980)* after Dante Taking this peach within the mouth, the tongue hovers around its sunset skin like a lover and its Sappho sweet bite is heaven. A song of honeysuckled rivers is like your kiss… The night is in July. At once Platonic love is redemption or when the world is beyond our Kwangju…Please let the streets be freed from anticipation of the bayonet and gun… Let litter seize this street or any avenue… Plan my kiss and we will be happy and free. The night is the peach---the dead sun… Recall the dress you wore as a weapon, me wearing---I forgot… Your raven hair, soft yet sharp by its embroidery of strands being held by one silver pin. The left hand of God and right hands of angels must have done it… It was my dry throat drinking from Styx River which made the chills even more pronounced at the sight of you. The dress’ print was you. It was petals of prints within splotches of orange, gold, red, too… and white--- bandages… Horrible bandages. I’m wearing black/white. Suddenly we choose to hug underneath those flickering pages of streetlights… we an arrow’s color shot through bodies---Rage… *Excerpted from Chalmers Johnson’s Blowback : The Costs and Consequences of the American Empire: “General Chun did not wait long after talking with Gleysteen (US Ambassador to South Korea) to complete the coup d’etat he had begun the previous December…On May 18, 1980, a few hundred demonstrators in Kwangju took to the streets to protest the imposition of martial law. They were met by the paratroopers of the 7th Brigade of the Korean special forces, known as the “black berets,” who had a well known reputation for brutality going back to their service on the American side in the Vietnam War…Gleysteen wrote, “Rumors reaching Seoul of Kwangju rioting say special forces used fixed bayonets and inflicted many casualties on students… Some in Kwangju are reported to have said that troops are being more ruthless than North Koreans ever were.” [When asked of the decision] Gleysteen replied, “I grant it was the controversial decision, but it was the correct one. Do I regret? I don’t think so.” (112-113)