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If Poetry Could Raise the Dead
For Remembrance Day/Armistice Day/Veterans Day If poetry could raise the dead the earth would bleed where they had bled to flow back into fallen soldiers who would rise, young and filled with wonder and they would laugh and smile again … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Americans, cost of war, death, Germans, Japanese, joy, lost generations, memorial day, poetry, possibilities, potential, Remembrance Day, Russians, true cost of war, war, waste of lives, young men, youth
6 Comments
In Memoriam – September 11, 2001
“You didn’t know of our appointment? Death is sorry but these things happen. Did you kiss her on the cheek? Say goodbye to your two kids? Have your coffee lite no sugar on this beautiful September morn? Then fly with … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged 2001, 9/11, banality of the morning, death, last moments, September 11, sudden death, unexpected loss, World Trade Center, WTC
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The 7:11 From Middletown
by toritto He kissed her quickly on the cheek shouted out to his two kids bounded out the door to catch the 7:11 from Middletown. “Bye honey have a good day” drove on down the Kings Highway railroad station parking … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged angel of death, banality, commuting, death, home, Middletown, poetry, routine, September11, unexpected death, World Trade Center, WTC
3 Comments
Julian Bond
Julian Bond died yesterday. Wikipedia will tell you that Bond “ was an American social activist and leader in the Civil Rights Movement, politician, professor, and writer. While a student at Morehouse College in Atlanta, Georgia, during the early 1960s, … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged civil rights, current event, death, gay rights, Georgia Legislature, in memory, Julian bond, Morehouse Collect, NAACP, SCLC, SNCC, SPLC, Vietnam war
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Death of a Playboy
She wasn’t a teen beauty but she had a personality to make up for it. She was bold and confident. She looked directly into men’s eyes when she spoke with them. She was one of the first women in Italy … Continue reading
Posted in history
Tagged Benito Mussolini, death, Edda Mussolini, execution, family drama, fascism, Galeazzo Ciano, history, Italy, playboy, society wedding
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If Poetry Could Raise the Dead
If poetry could raise the dead the earth would bleed where they had bled to flow back into fallen soldiers who would rise, young and filled with wonder and they would laugh and smile again the millions, shaking dirt from … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Americans, cost of war, death, Germans, Japanese, joy, lost generations, memorial day, poetry, possibilities, potential, Remembrance Day, Russians, true cost of war, war, waste of lives, young men, youth
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Casualties Were Few
The casualties were few we’re told while preparing to withdraw Just three last month in Kandahar Your son, my son and a boy from Florida. “Your son, like mine, your eldest boy? Handsome, straight and tall? Mine too, a young … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Tagged casualties were few, death, flags, futility, loss of one individual, memorial day, old men, poetry, sons, speeches, unless he's yours, war, Wilmington, youth
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The Neighbors
Our home in the 80s – on the left. Ten years during the eighties they were our neighbors, Tom, Anna and Jim, They lived in the house next to ours on Westford Road north of Baltimore. My wife and I … Continue reading
Posted in short story
Tagged death, experience, family, loss, lutherville, maryland, mental illness, neighbors, nervous breakdown, schizophrenia, story, suicide, teenager
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