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Veterans Day
My Ears Have Ached
My ears have ached
with the thundering of bombs
& lifting, falling buildings,
crashing,
roaring;
the screeching of the rockets
at night
& the instant flash.
My brain has rocked
with the explosions of war
& the howling
of the torn and maimed,
but the loudest sound
to bear
is the silence closely following
the dawn.
- 1977
I Saw the Lonesome Soldier
I saw the lonesome soldier
coming home from war at last,
to his luscious-green and
sleepy-eyed hometown
(however humble) home
from war at last, to his boyhood dreams
and Mom & Pop. Home to
Alice down the street.
He was dressed in greenwood
with 10 Penny cufflinks
and when I saw him,
being lowered off the Santa Fe freight,
I thought he was a box of radio component parts.
- 1969
From Evolving: Poems 1965-2005, Gary B. Fitzgerald, Copyright 2005
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Re: Veterans Day
If the point was serious reflection, long pause for engaged thought, I find these quite effective.
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Nov/13/2013, 5:23 pm
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