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Sacramento Poet Laureate Program

Within the poets' bag of magic/madness
There is a poem
For the damaged dream
As beautiful as the one
For the dream fulfilled.
- Jose Montoya, Sacramento Poet Laureate, 2002-04

The Sacramento Poet Laureate Program was established in February 2000 and is designed to extend and bring to life the power and beauty of poetry and the spoken word to our community. The Sacramento Poet Laureate Program strives to encourage literary awareness by the general public. Sacramento's immediate past Poet Laureate is Indigo Moor. Other past Poets Laureate include  Jeff Knorr, Bob Stanley, Julia Connor, Jose Montoya, Dennis Schmitz and Viola Weinberg.

 

Sacramento Poet Laureate 2020-2022
Andru Defeye

Whether sharing stages with legendary beat poets or your favorite Hip Hop emcees, Andru Defeye’s unorthodox writing and performance style has made him a fixture behind microphones around the country. 2020 saw the release of his critically acclaimed Frequency album followed shortly after by his crowning as the youngest Poet Laureate in California capitol history.

From Sacramento to Staten Island and SXSW, Andru Defeye served as the Director of Communications for Sol Collective from 2009-2020. In 2014 Defeye founded Zero Forbidden Goals, a support system for creatives dedicated to innovating arts equity, experiences, and education. ZFG’s guerrilla art activations including National Guerrilla Poetry Month, Chainlink Poetry, and The Intersection have been covered and recreated around the globe. Find more of his work at GuerrillaPoet.com.

 

 

Poem #333

 

Does a storm make the sun stop shining? 

 

       I will be scared when the sun is

 

           Don’t forget we are miracles please

      Don’t forget we are 

                creation’s favorite color of chaos

                      carried away with ourselves 

                             at 67,000 miles an hour 

 

                            And we

 

              have gotten pretty good at it. 

 

We decipher our location               on this big rock 

by looking at flaming balls of gas 

                                     Through lenses we make 

by smashing little rocks 

and applying fire to them

                                     Which we also make 

It’s wild y’all.  

There’s too much 

of what we are 

to be defined

by what we’re not 

 

        And in our purest moments wont we get that

 

We are the poems they wrote

We are the fires they danced around

They passed us down 

from generation to generation

                And we’re here now

 

      Isn’t it wild?

How we try and tame it. 

                      Obey your heartbeat

Because the other way around doesn’t work 

                  Forage the darkness for light 

Because that’s the easiest place to find it

                   Pilfer all the joy you can 

Stash it in every crevice of this life 

 

                 Alan Kaufman told me 

          “Do not let the killers or haters win.”

                      

Jose Montoya told me 

       “We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”

 

                  The sun is not scared. 

                      So neither am I.