Allen Ginsberg's Handwritten Poem for Bernie Sanders, ''Burlington Snow'' Feb 1986

Burlington Snow

Socialist snow on the streets
Socialist talk in the Maverick bookstore
Socialist kids sucking socialist lollipops
Socialist poetry in socialist mouths
—aren't the birds frozen socialists?
Aren't the snowclouds blocking the airfield
Social Democratic Appearances?
Isn't the socialist sky owned by
the socialist sun?
Earth itself socialist, forests, rivers, lakes
furry mountains, socialist salt
in oceans?
Isn't this poem socialist? It doesn't
belong to me anymore.