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War Thoughts poems by david radavich |
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CURIOUS WAR First of all, it's in our living room People smile as they are killing. The victims will be better off, Millions are turned by the ad campaign, The pictures are indeed convincing: Our soldiers miss I could almost And I wouldn't have That belongs to the freeze-framed, blood that does not flow in our living rooms, What a relief. * |
FORGETTING
We do a lot of burying—only The ghosts of others To live in the present, Only the rivers know hurrying against stones.
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ECHOES
Fireflies turn the night over Stars have gone on vacation, Darkness reigns like a hawk, No wonder it's peaceful. Only what is dead speaks. Only the suffering listen
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QUAGMIRE: where bodies sink an alien force no one knows struggling only eyes see now darker just beyond reach history sinking this emptiness in the dry sun
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EYEWITNESS Softness has left somewhere else. That was another soul another world I wish I wish I could report tuna casseroles in a manger visits by wise people who traveled far seers who avoid going home to routines I wish the front lines that a superior poet that would equal leap into joy give us back tomorrow and tomorrow
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