The Winds of War
The winds of war and I can feel the sinews of time
about to rip from their anchors
children, customs, love, forms, history, memory
torn thru every part, across every line
Here a picture of Poland’s jews
a wedding day the day before Germany invades
I remember a museum… a few books… black and white photos
of people in black clothes and funny hats
all gone, all gone
neighborhoods, blocks, buildings, families, marriages
children, furniture, clothes, books, records, memories
all gone
but for these isolated pieces in the museum
02-06-83
SJC
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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