Contributor Series 1: 9/11, 9/11

Contributor Series 1: 9/11
9/11
By Sharon Poch
(written September 11, 2002)

Brittle brown days of autumn
once lush with harvest scent
now smell of
ash, cinders, human flesh

One plane, then a second
slice through the innocent towers
and they fall, screaming
into September earth

A bewildered blue sky
blinks away tears of smoke
unaware that the world
is forever changed

Sharon Poch's poetry (The Future) has appeared in vox poetica in 2009.

 

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