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Confimation As Plato said sounding like Huxley "Poets utter great thoughts which they themselves do not understand." And as that sunk in I looked to the still innocent sky and looked into counterintuition. There was a plane that did not fly past the tower and another stopped by fire and everything went from wrong to wronger. It happened so fast yet in slow motion came a giant cauliflower of grey cloud nudging down the street squeezing forward silent and slow amid screams and denials No! No! Something went wrong in the world not registering No! something has gone something is lost Hatred does not drive us it pulls us into the future. |
Additional Notes:
So many have been writing about the awful destruction and death on 11 September, that I felt
I should contribute. This is the first time I composed a poem, ad hoc, in this space, not
knowing how or where to end.
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