Meditations on War
- men are firing CAESAR
self-propelled howitzers
in lettuce fields, clouds
still rain, no matter
what men do - in a field,
a trench was dug
for white bags of corpse on corpse
to sleep in,
in the bags, they look like shapes,
just shapes,
that’s all - a tank dies and rusts,
who would have thought
of that? - a string is pulled,
a thing fires,
something is caught:
it works
like a trap
for little birds - a bridge was blown up,
but in the blue sky,
a falcon is hunting - grass, why are you so green?
do you not see how fresh
these graves are? - I lose my home,
but I will not
lose my dog - bomb holes
and bones of a plane,
are you stars
and a beached whale? - shells,
and then,
no more body. - you can tell it’s spring
at the shooting range
by all the white flowers - why say which side he is on?
he is dead, and his hands
are still gloved - smoke is black,
clouds are white,
yellow flowers and the bees - the bodies laid
like mere piles of rags
they don’t show the face,
the wounds, or all the blood - can he be saved?
his eyes are closed,
his face is so pale - he bowed down
at what was hid
by a white cloth - a mother holds her baby
what is in her eyes
war can not kill - don’t say to which side
the dead belong, and
no one can tell - war is ugly,
but it makes us
see beauty - stripped down to life
and death, everything
becomes clear - people became bodies
birth death
vision memories
thoughts nothingness
holly
all equal divine jubilee caress corrode parole indivisible
acts hypothetical unrelatable contrary without pinecone or
consequence or antecedent alone the sun like the bed drinking to the
affair of grave beds the dog holly jumps up in the air and takes the
handle of the leash a relief close to the forest inconsoled has
languages could and would and will jenny for two months the story a
secret she tells dog holly is a special dog dog hollys owner died and
when he was found the dog holly was found lying by his side for
three days dead and the dog holly laid by his side the dog holly a
little white a little spotty a little staffy cross dog holly a special jubilee
running across the street happy in the sun and shade colour of a
bluish not creamish white whitewashed coat of short prick hairs little
body jumping in the air and want to carry something in his mouth
the leash like a rope what is the difference to him just a rope with a
toy at the end its orange a little orange end the sunny edward street
and joan on the balcony all equal divine race and pedigree carcass in
abodes rolled into one thread in the grass that the dog holly chewed
the patch of grass at the door under the tea tree bush small patch of
grass the only one by our door death snatches what profound regret
mixed in the man that quit all things elation the will surprise and joy
pig butchered in the crypto scam soulmate love stolen motorbike
bounced like the dog holly off jenny on edward street window at the
hospital the cold the boredom the hunger of a paper tambourine the
be miserable inside a balloon and the street going under the point of
the sun small white feminine holly the special no tension pretense
shock or salads just holly the dog and jenny the dogs friend and joan
picking up the tea cup it just so happened and I
in my blue amazement
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