We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win? — Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
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We hear the saints saying: Our brother the world. We hear the revolutionaries: Dare we win?

— Muriel Rukeyser, The Life of Poetry
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