Monday, May 31, 2010

Memorial Day

From "Morning-A Death" by Vietnam War soldier Basil Paquet:

I'd sooner be a fallen pine cone this winter
In a cradle of cold New England rock,
Less hurt in it than nineteen years.
What an exit! Stage left, fronds waving,
Cut down running my ass off at a tree line.
I'm thinking, as I hear my chest
Sucking air through its brand new nipple,
I bought the ticket, I hope I drown fast,
The pain is all in living.

H/t to Rude Pundit

I think that if soldiers and poets reminded us more often of how terrible war is, then there might be less of it.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Let's just go someplace wonderful

Angels.......yes, .....these are truly........the voices of Angels.....the song...Mary...............