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December 2, 2011: POEM; Hardt & Negri’s Multitude

Michael Hardt & Antonio Negri’s Multitude: War and Democracy in the Age of Empire (2005)
On the Suicide of the Refugee W.B.
(for Walter Benjamin)
I’m told you raised your hand against yourself
Anticipating the butcher.
After eight years in exile, observing the rise of the enemy
Then at least, brought up against an impassable frontier
You passed, they say, a passable one.
Empires collapse. Gang leaders
Are strutting about like statesmen. The peoples
Can no longer be seen under all those armaments.
So the fugure lies in darkness and the forces of right
Are weak. All this was plain to you
When you destroyed a torturable body.

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