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<\/p>\nI am in vietnam–
\nwho will console me?<\/p>\n
I am terrified of bombs,
\nof cold wet leaves and bamboo splinters
\nin my feet, of a bullet cracking through
\nthe trees, across the world, killing me–
\nthere is a bullet in my brain,
\nbehind my eyes, so that all I see is pain<\/p>\n
i am in vietnam
\nwho will console me?<\/p>\n
from the sixoclock news,
\nfrom the headlines lurking on the street,
\nbetween the angry lovesongs on the radio,
\nfrom the frightened hawks
\nand angry doves I meet
\na war I will not fight is killing me\u2013<\/p>\n
i am in vietnam \u2014
\nwho will console me?<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
A framed print of this poster hung in my living room when I was growing up. I am thinking of Corita Kent this morning. I am thinking of Daniel Berrigan, Denise Levertov, e.e. cummings, and Robert Lowell. My thought does not take the form of 280 character packets.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I am in vietnam– who will console me? I am terrified of bombs, of cold wet leaves and bamboo splinters in my feet, of a bullet cracking through the trees, across the world, killing me– there is a bullet in … Weiterlesen