Archive for the ‘1987’ Category

1987-06-25 #3

Monday, April 17th, 2023

They take children’s education
so much more seriously than we do.
The grounds and equipment here
are not parceled out economically
but rather socialistically.

gallagher
Moscow, USSR
25 Jun 1987 #3

1987-06-25 #4 – Somewhere, the missiles

Monday, April 17th, 2023

We’re singing
with the kindergarten school teachers.
And the Moscow trees and sunlight outside
are all profoundly different
and yet so much the same.

From the top to the bottom,
they are organized and coordinated.

And from face to face
they are open and loving.

Now we are singing a Russian song and
now we sing an American one.

And outside the sunlight and trees
are the same.

But somewhere … somewhere outside,
are the missiles.

gallagher
Moscow, USSR
25 Jun 1987 #4

1987-06-26 #1

Monday, April 17th, 2023

The voices flow like Russian water,
peace winding in the air,
hearts are flying softly.

I’m here, halfway around the world,
and strangers are singing to me
of peace and love.

Here, where the Hammer and Scythe
lives; that so scared my father.

If I can find some way
to put my finger on the pulse
of such magic,
then God give me the wisdom.

gallagher
Moscow, USSR
26 Jun 1987 #1