Monday, September 11, 2006
Remembering
I wrote the following poem several months after the event that changed all of us forever.
We’re All Born Naked
thoughts after 9/11
People are the issue
crudely beautiful
we temper intelligence
with obsession and fear
Build dreams on recycled
foundations aspire to bold heights
transformative possibilities
variations on ancient creeds
The poetry of patterning
woven in caustic silence
the resonance of thunder
the force of wind
We cling to the planet
standard earthly forms
playing eccentric roles
the face of violence
concealed within our genes
jzr
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3 comments:
Beautiful, powerful poem! I will print this out - really well done; it just says so much about the human condition and our capacity for violence - and for good.
"We temper intelligence with obsession and fear."
How sadly true this is. I second Tara's opinion - a powerful poem, with many difficult truths about tha nature of humanity.
your poems never cease to impress and amaze me!
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