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Early September 2005
by Maureen Glaudetwo small boys on
a Sunday afternoon in Ottawa
jump into mud puddles
to splash one another
and themselves
as their parents watch
from a safe distance.
The entire family laughs
at the messy play.
My eyes are seeing
children in New Orleans
submerged, and
survivors facing filth. 09/06/2005
Posted on 09/06/2005
Copyright © 2024 Maureen Glaude
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/07/05 at 02:37 AM Wonderful dichotomy and juxtaposition at work here Maureen. Adds new meaning to the expression "in a nutshell." And what a bitter nut to swallow. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 09/09/05 at 12:31 PM Pathos, stark contrast, emphasizes the tragedy in New Orleans. |
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