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dust
by Jim Benzbroad land
busy land of commerce
and construction
(violence in the city
violence in the silent heart)
choking
land
of coal burners
and cat calls
land
of the deep pocket
and a windless song
land
of amnesia
(violence in the city
violence in the grieving heart) 06/22/2007 Author's Note: after Garcia Lorca's "Evocation" from "Poem of the Deep Song"
Posted on 06/22/2007
Copyright © 2024 Jim Benz
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 06/23/07 at 05:27 PM Often when I read your work, I'm reminded of Black Elk. (Who I think is somewhere nearby, listening deeply to your observations.) |
| Posted by Dan Kasten on 06/25/07 at 02:28 PM The land of amnesia... vital statement, isn't it. And, who will remember it all tomorrow... .
Nice wake up call. Dan |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 06/26/07 at 09:46 PM I despise the cancer we are on this land. I despise the way we "acquired" this land. I love this land, and it's not mine nor anyone else's but Creator's, and......geeeeeze. I could really go off here, but what I mean to say is, you've packed a big punch in these few words wisely chosen. And I'm glad I read it. |
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