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...been arrested in the Takeo market and herded into the schoolyard bandstand. For two days they were without food, water or sanitation. Last night, a few minutes after a Cambodian officer arrived on the scene, they were ordered to lie down on the cement floor and go to sleep. Seconds later they heard the order in Cambodian: "Ready, aim, fire." There were three fusillades in all, administered by Cambodian troops shooting into the darkness. Some soldiers then waded into the tangle of bodies, shooting the wounded in the head...
...Another, for whom there was simply no more room, told us solemnly: "Please rent a truck in Phnom-Penh to take us out. We will pay you for all your trouble." His two sons had been killed the night before and his brother was lying badly wounded on the cement...
...after the revolution, eight million people will be in the streets tearing down New York City with sledge hammers. What America has given to the continent is the colorgrey. Grey streets, grey buildings, grey skies, grey smoke, grey cement, even grey snow. The weight of all of the buildings of New York is on your shoulders as you walk down the street. New York has boxes where people work, boxes under the ground where people travel, and boxes where people live. The isolation and atomization continues out on to the street. In a small Western town, you can say hello...
...door-even though legal discrimination no longer exists. Whites have accepted black school enrollments up to 22% without much fuss, but when desegregation orders raise black representation to at least 66% in September, those whites who can afford the $400-a-year tuition will doubtless pour into the private cement-block Warrior Academy. One young teacher there explains: "There's so much low intelligence among the blacks...
...related to his political activities, is perhaps the best known of the new black poets. "I make a poetry with what I feel is useful & can be saved out of all the garbage of our lives," he writes. "What I see, am touched by (CAN HEAR) . . . wives, gardens, jobs, cement yards where cats pee, all my interminable artifacts . . . ALL are a poetry, & nothing moves (with any grace) pried apart from these things. There cannot be closet poetry. Unless the closet be wide...