she always wrote her name

Started by biolaephesus, January 03, 2018, 11:46:34 AM

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in small letters
like her frame
a small dot
in the dust storm
and explosion
of the brutal screaming winds
in tandem with howls
of the Boko haram demons
their new year present.

constant drum of terror
the white flash of teeth
the black face of horror
her name now
like  her frame
in small letters
erased by the wind
and the bomb,
so we wrote the new year
in small letters
like her name
on her small grave.


This is a powerful and heart-rending poem Biola.

I cannot make out whether it's about a child or a small woman, but that doesn't really matter. What matters is the loss of an innocent life through violence. The senseless destruction and the void we are left with. To fill with what? We're empty-handed.
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So glad you moved over to the new forum. I remember you wrote powerful protest poetry in the past. This form---the tragedy of a single life--says more than sweeping treatises on oppression and power. I think I remember you are active in other ways. Powerful write.


Wow Biola, what a moving poem. Powerfully heart wrenching.

Well done.

"Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read." -Groucho Marx

A child's life is like a piece of paper on which every passerby leaves a mark. -Chinese proverb

Blondesplosion! ~Deb