Michael Pruchnicki

Michael Pruchnicki Poems

361. Why All The Fuss? He Said 6/21/2009
362. Where's Malvolio Today? 6/22/2009
363. Then We Dwelt On Sycamore 6/22/2009
364. Pity The Predator 6/23/2009
365. A Day In Dong Tam 6/24/2009
366. Starving Artist 6/24/2009
367. Soldiers Dust 6/24/2009
368. We Ain'T All That 6/24/2009
369. Concrete Images 6/24/2009
370. Concrete Street 6/24/2009
371. The Greatest Hoax To Come Down The Pike 6/28/2009
372. The Clock Fell Today 6/29/2009
373. Romping In Green Fields 6/30/2009
374. Submit A New Poem 7/5/2009
375. Scarlet Afternoon 8/2/2009
376. Morning Off Okinawa 8/2/2009
377. Brevity Is All 8/3/2009
378. Wayfarer In Denim 8/3/2009
379. Color Wheel Right Brain 8/4/2009
380. Autumn In The Offing 8/7/2009
381. Tableau In Verse 8/22/2009
382. Coffee Break 9/9/2009
383. Demon's Path 9/25/2009
384. We Walked In Ignorance 11/2/2009
385. Fragile As A Twee 12/9/2009
386. Double Nine Meditation 12/22/2009
387. Meditation 12/22/2009
388. Ninth Lunar Month 12/22/2009
389. Yomitan 12/22/2009
390. Ryukyu Meditation 12/23/2009
391. First Wednesday In Clarion 12/23/2009
392. Floy Floy 12/24/2009
393. Once Upon A Time 1/23/2010
394. A Trumpet Call 1/25/2010
395. Down Falls The Tyrant 1/25/2010
396. And Let Sweet Birds Sing 1/26/2010
397. Panning For Gold On The Fortymile 1/26/2010
398. A Place Called Chicken 1/26/2010
399. Crossing The Naktong 1/27/2010
400. Dear Zarra 1/27/2010

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Best Poem of Michael Pruchnicki

38th Parallel

Once I lived in a village not far
from the thirty-eighth parallel
near Kaesong, in fact

The snow that February fell for days
blowing horizontally to the ground
hills and paddy fields filling with drifts

We lived, ten of us, in a hut
that smelled of kimchee and garlic
we huddled together on the warm floor

The sergeant in charge was from Chicago
a big-mouthed Irish guy from the South Side
he talked constantly about his gang back home

The North Koreans who ran the prison camp
grew to dislike the sergeant and our guys
we ate less and worked...

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The price we paid is the blood we shed.
Our bones unmarked by granite stone.
We are alone here and we are dead.

We crossed open fields as our enemy fled.
First platoon entered a free fire zone.
The price we paid is the blood we shed.

Teenage kids at the point of the spearhead,

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