My New Book, “Poems For Rebels”

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I’ve got a new poetry book out!

Show Me An Old Rebel

Do not show me a young rebel,
whose eyes are bright
and whose tail is bushy.

Young rebels are fine and good,
but they are merely doing
what the young are meant to do.

Show me an old rebel.
One who keeps punching
when his hands are arthritic,
when her hair is white,
when his friends are all dead,
when her knees are shot,
when it hurts him to pee,
when her shoulders are so bad
that it would be much easier to punch down
than to punch up.

Show me an old rebel
who keeps standing up after being knocked down
over and over again,
year after year,
decade after decade,
who after the thousandth blow
merely spits out a tooth
and says “Son, you have no idea what you’re dealing with,
do you?”

Are you a young rebel?
Are you Sticking It to The Man?
Are you upsetting the gray brainiacs
and knocking over their word castles?

That is fine.
Youth will youth.

But show me a young rebel
who became an old rebel,
who stuck with it through the setbacks
and the beatings and betrayals,
who watched the hippies become yuppies
and the protesters become pundits
and still kept a fire lit
amid the monsoons of infiltration
and the hurricanes of heartbreak.
Who will close their tired eyes for a final time
without ever once having cast them to the ground
or peered up in imploring subordination.

That, my friends,
that is a true spirit.

If you are still a fiery rebel
even as everything is ripped away from you,
I will be humbled and awed by you,
because I will know that you will carry that with you to the grave.
And I will know that whatever you find on the other side
will be met
with that same defiant glare.

And I will sing your song when you are gone.

I’m really thrilled with how this book turned out. It includes a lot of crowd favorites like “One Rebel”, “Welcome To Planet Earth”, “I Marvel” and “Show Me An Old Rebel”, but I’ve selected and arranged the poems more as a personal adventure for readers to go through to find aspects of themselves and the world they might not necessarily have noticed before.

I write poetry because for me it’s the most direct way of pointing at what we actually need to do, as individuals and as a species, to awaken from our old patterns and create a healthy world together. I’ve put together a selection of my favorite poems I’ve written with the help of my husband and partner in crime Tim Foley to steer clear-eyed rebels into not just inspiration for the struggle against the bastards, but into the kind of revolutionary seeing and revolutionary consciousness we’re going to need in order to turn this ship around.

You can buy this work in paperback by clicking here or here (hopefully I’ll have it up and running on Kindle soon but I’m having technical difficulties). Alternatively you can also download a PDF of the book for five bucks by clicking here and print it out yourself if you like. FYI there are a few poems which overlap with a previous PDF I put out a couple of years ago called Rogue Nation, but not many.

I hope it gives you laughs, tears, and plenty of goosebumps.

Caitlin

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I write about the end of illusions.

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