Stanley Cooper

(August 4th,1926 / New York City)

Haunting Memories of Ueno Station, Tokyo,1946

Orphaned children
Chocoletto. ..Cigaretto

Hollowed cheeks
Vacant eyed
Chocoletto...Ciga retto

Horrors of war
Aged children

Submitted: Thursday, December 15, 2005

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  • Joseph Daly (12/15/2005 6:17:00 AM)

    Moving piece Stanley. You manage, with skillfull economy of words, to capture the devastation unleashed on Japan after the war. I admire the way that this is not preachy and that you allow the reader to decide themselves.

    'Chocoletto...Cigaretto', it's strange that the desire for the least important things becomes powerful in our desperation. It's almost as if it is the little things we need to remind us that we are human. (Report) Reply

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