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Godfather

131 words

He’ll part this world with feathers on his feet,
the ton of five & dime cement no longer heavy,
his battered brow resembling morning wheat
as sunup blesses rusty Dodge and Chevy.

And hipsters coming out saloon and church
will mark a glimmer of unworldly light
when for a second he climbs walls to perch
by Jesus, having left for good the night.

Published: May 20, 2013 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Tikkun Olam & Other Poems

Leo Yankevich
Tikkun Olam and Other Poems
Second Expanded Edition
Foreword by E. M. Schorb
San Francisco: Counter-Currents Publishing, 2012
100 pages

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Published: March 15, 2013 | Posted in news item | Also tagged news item | Comments closed

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The Adolf Hitler Canal

101 words

Look from the bridge down into the black waters
where, corroded, rest the sunken barges.
A riddled sapper never set the charges:
the cry of birches is a wife’s or daughter’s. Read more …

Published: March 5, 2013 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged Adolf Hitler, North American New Right, originals, poems, World War II | Comments closed

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Tattie Bogle

111 words

His world is ochre over which a crow
at dusk flies home. A bankrupt’s house and barn,
a field assailed by January snow,
the river winding like a spinning yarn.

Published: February 26, 2013 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Pilitak

122 words

The agéd Eskimo, once “sangilak,”
the strongest of them all, prepares to die.
Today he will not shield a slanted eye,
nor starving in the evening stagger back.

Having fought a bear and years of cold,
fresh salmon never leave his fingertips,
and caribou blood never parts his lips.
And yet, he’s lost his balance and his hold.

Published: January 16, 2013 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged Eskimo, euthanasia, North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Eden

Franz von Stuck, “Adam and Eve,” detail

347 words

1) Adam

He’d pray if he knew how,
but his brain at this stage
can only concentrate
on simple survival. Now

Published: December 5, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Old Generals

Ratko Mladić

62 words

When you are an old general, you know you’re going to go anyway.

You lead for your people & for your men, whom you not only want to win, but to survive the battle & the war.

To do this you will be hated, ostracized, & sacked in the end, but you will have won the war & saved your men.

Published: September 24, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Brother,

Caspar David Friedrich, “Dolmen in the Snow”

113 words

Brother,

I can still hear your voice
although decades have passed—
the baritone of a man
who is approaching fifteen.

Published: September 20, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged North American New Right, poems | Comments closed

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Unity Mitford

117 words

“She learned to walk again, but never fully recovered. She was incontinent and childish.”

She had sat at the Chancellor’s feet, a rival
to Eva Braun, highborn, blue-eyed, contrary
to the reds, dykes and faggots of Bloomsbury,
armed with only Campbell’s Flowering Rifle.
Surely she’d been guilty of high treason?
(Albion is a better place today,
a heaven for the black man and the gay!)
Nevertheless, this was not the reason Read more …

Published: August 8, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged North American New Right, originals, poems, Unity Mitford | Comments closed

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Passenger Pigeons

107 words

I’d lift my forehead from the book and see
a flock consisting of a billion birds,
like a river in the heavens, three
miles wide, and forty miles in length. My words
never pierced the shadow they cast down.
Born more than eighty years too late, I could
not warn them of the threat of each new town,
of hunters waiting in the underwood.
For hours they were sovereigns to my eyes,
passing over Mercer County. The sun
gilded their feathers in the bloody twilight,
and when they vanished over the horizon
towards Ohio, Michigan, and the night,
what I heard were not coos, only cries.

2005

Published: August 7, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged North American New Right, poems | Comments closed

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For Enoch Powell

79 words

The hooded hip-hop scum
heap up the funeral pyre;
the streets of London burn,
and yet, despite the fire,

Published: June 15, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged commemorations, England, Enoch Powell, London riots, multiculturalism, North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Saviour

103 words

Pre-Christian image of a crucifixion, inscribed Orpheus and Bacchus

How well he knew the wives of publicans,
come-hither smiles beneath the crumbling arches,
the lingering scent of unattended cunts.
He too was half mad, fond of garum, March’s
somber unforgiving leaden sky.
Yes, he paid taxes, cursing Midas most.
Like all false prophets he was wont to lie,
the wine upon his tongue his holy ghost.
So when they nailed him to a wooden cross,
two centuries before Lord Jesus Christ,
he did not shout in anger at his father.
He sailed amid the midnight sky, across
the Milky Way—foot, finger, hand and wrist
prostrate—till he himself could go no farther.

18 May 2012

Published: May 18, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Video of the Day
Leo Yankevich’s “Swallows”

Video of the Day

time: 1:11/120 words

Published: April 18, 2012 | Posted in video of the day | Also tagged poems, video of the day, videos | Comments closed

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Video of the Day
Leo Yankevich’s, “An Interview with the Oldest Man in Europe”

Video of the Day

time: 1:24/141 words

Published: April 2, 2012 | Posted in video of the day | Also tagged North American New Right, poems, Tikkun Olam and Other Poems, video of the day, videos | Comments closed

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Last Spring

John William Waterhouse, "The Soul of the Rose," 1908

145 words

Translated by Leo Yankevich

Take the forsythias deep within, each leaf,
and when the lilac blossoms on the lawn,
mix it, too, with your blood and joy and grief,
the dark soil that you depend upon.

Sluggish days. All have been gotten through.
And if you do not ask: the start or close,
then perhaps the hours will carry you
as distantly as June’s unfolding rose.

Published: March 23, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged Gottfried Benn, North American New Right, poems, reprints, translations | Comments closed

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Podcast no. 7
Greg Johnson on Carl Schmitt
Leo Yankevich Reads his Poems
Craig Bodeker on Filmmaking

Counter-Currents Radio

Carl Schmitt, 1888–1985

64 minutes/6,319 words

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Segment One

Published: March 10, 2012 | Posted in Counter-Currents Radio | Also tagged A Conversation about Race, Counter-Currents Radio, Craig Bodeker, David Bowie, documentaries, filmmaking, Greg Johnson, interviews, Johann Sebastian Bach, Leopold Stokowski, North American New Right, on Schmitt, podcasts, poems | Comments closed

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After the Old Masters

113 words

The father looks up to the sky or ceiling
(beyond the grey scale of the photograph)
with his son wrapped inside his cradling arms.
An orderly obscures the boy’s midsection,
with silence says he is beyond all healing.
Outside the frame in colour copter strafe
restokes the ire of Taliban gendarmes
who soothe the mother twisted in dejection.
Read more …

Published: March 6, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged Afghanistan, book excerpts, North American New Right, poems | Comments closed

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Veterans Hospital

84 words

Some nights are never-ending hells
for these old veterans in our care.
We do not hand out pills, but shells,
as out of battlefields they stare
from over sixty years ago
on far-off Guam or Guadalcanal.
With trembling hands they try to show
how the bravest or youngest fell.
Read more …

Published: February 29, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged book excerpts, North American New Right, poems, war | Comments closed

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Naftaly Aronovich Frenkel
Architect of the Gulag System

317 words

for Robert Conquest

I.

Each day Naftaly greets a prison train.
Two days ago: spies and reactionaries,
yesterday: kulaks from Ukraine,
this morning: counter-revolutionaries.

Published: February 20, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged book excerpts, Naftaly Aronovich Frenkel, North American New Right, poems, the gulag, the USSR | Comments closed

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Somewhere over Germany, 1945

30 words

At the gates of heaven
he did not know the names
beyond the bombing bay.

But many miles away
he could still see the flames
judging the dead in Dresden.

Published: February 13, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Also tagged book excerpts, Dresden, North American New Right, poems, World War II | Comments closed

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