Mirror

I wrote this poem and the note below it on 1 March 2003, in response to the Iraq War. Sometimes those of us opposed to that war were accused of having forgotten the dead of 9/11. Just like now when those of us opposed to the bombing of Gaza are accused of indifference to the dead of October 7th.

Mirror

Looking at the cherry blossom

Just opening on the black branches:

Fragile stars in the February wind.

It seems so easy, when the flame

Blossoms from the end of a gun

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