THE LANGUAGE OF THE ROTOR BLADE...
(A line from the unpublished poem "The Wind and the War" by Lou J. Klaiber)
(used with permission)
I hear it and in a sense, feel as though I'm still doing dust-offs...
perhaps for my own wounded soul;
perhaps in the face of unrelenting words of the poetry
that is fired in my direction
by the beings whose eyes show nothing
of the gaping wounds in their hearts.
Silence lost to the noise of war...?
That silence has not been recovered...
and I just don't know where to look!
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