RED BANDANNA By Diane Wakoski I too like to wear them, but to me they mean white trousers after a salty day at the beach, or a busy one on the boat, yanking bowlines and plying halyards, while to you, it seems, they wave like a flag on your head, impetuous, obnoxious, aggressive-- you're the bull wearing your own red flag. And who knows what has enraged you, not the color surely, for its where ...

Awards | Calendar | Journal | Poetry in Motion | What's American Home | About | Membership | Resources What is American About American Poetry Diane Wakoski Are there essential ways in which you consider yourself an American poet I use the figure of George Washington as my father, the father of my country, to recreate my personal mythic self (THE GEORGE WASHINGTON POEMS, 1967). This mythic ...