Susan Lacovara

Gold Star - 6,166 Points (1963 / New York)

After The Towers Fell - Poem by Susan Lacovara


I can still see their faces, in the hallways of my mind
I can still feel the traces, of the love they left behind...
As the skyline changed and the whole world was rearranged
After the towers fell, we did rise.

I can still feel the blazing warmth as it touches New York's skin
I can still hear the thousands prayers as each new day does begin
When the skyline changed and the whole world was rearranged
After the towers fell, we did rise.

And they cannot be forgotten,
And I will not look away
Their souls remain, forever
In the memories replayed
Over and over
In the playgrounds of our minds
After the towers fell, we did rise.

There's a strength in every weakness, there's a hope in every storm
There's a way to stay resilient, and to shelter us from harm
There's a path that we have chosen, as we dry our tear filled eyes...
After the towers fell, we did rise

There's a need for quiet healing, as the years go, sadly, by
And it's true we keep believing, when we gaze into the sky,
That angels, they do guide US, while the eagle sweetly flies
After the towers fell, we did rise...
After we witnessed hell...we survived...
Yes, after the towers fell, we DID rise.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

I am compelled each year to honor those who were lost to the events of 9/ it by listening to the 'Reading of the Names'...or writing about the tragic day, I do so in their memory. While it is but one day
the whole nation hears all their names spoken aloud, to be set adrift on a late summer's breeze...I am certain their names are told in a million
stories, everyday, by those who loved them and lost them, to such senseless evil. God bless the families who struggle everyday to rebuild.

Comments about After The Towers Fell by Susan Lacovara

  • (5/23/2016 12:47:00 PM)

    Hi Susan,
    There is strength in every weakness
    There is hope in every storm

    Being so positive in today's world, while reliving the catastrophie, needs extreme courage. Congrats.
    I would like you to read my poems A Road in the Middle of Nowhere, When Shadows Reappear, both in the wake of similar inhuman cruelty.

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  • Ellen Shaw (3/14/2016 2:27:00 PM)

    I read and re read this several times
    'And they cannot be forgotten,
    And I will not look away'

    Sometimes all we can do is see, etch another person in our mind. Remember them, write about them, never forget them, honour them. It seems such a small thing as you wish there was more you could do, powerless to change the course of events. In reality it is the last great act of kindness, love, compassion and remembrance we can do for others.
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  • Brian Stafford (1/26/2015 10:11:00 AM)

    Very touching and compelling reading, well done. (Report) Reply

  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (6/24/2014 6:54:00 AM)

    Susie, Yours is a great poem. Also you had read my 09/11 some time back and commented. Thanks very much. Even at this late stage I wanted to thank you for your views.

    Also, you can visualize how we Sri Lankans were facing same kind of situation as yours, for thirty solid years day in day out. Can you imagine type of atrocities those most dreadful terrorists, world's most ruthless outfit in the guise of liberation committed on this island? How many infants, kids, pregnant women, aged and clergy they simply hacked, chopped and cut in to pieces, most cruelly? No inch of the land was spared by these demons without blasting alive. Now, they hiding within your country and elsewhere, they play various other tricks too with the help of your politicians to continue this. Many do not feel or understand the kind of agony we were going through for 30 years. After finishing the menace, some leaders in the developed world are harassing us in the name of human rights and this is worse than the terrorism itself.
    Where ever it occurs, terrorism is terrorism. There can’t be two type as good terrorism and bad terrorism.
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  • Susan Wall (4/27/2014 2:46:00 PM)

    wow that is powerful very nicely written. (Report) Reply

  • Richard Beevor (4/26/2014 11:44:00 AM)

    Reading through your work, I believe you are fast becoming one of my favourite poets. (Report) Reply

  • Mervyn Graham (3/4/2014 6:07:00 AM)

    I found the writing of my poem (as you have read) rather a catharsis experience as the images of that day still live with me. I was viewing from the comfort of my sofa in front of the tv safe in another country, how must Newyorkers.

    Once again my dear your work makes mine look like scribblings.
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  • Anthony Burkett (1/26/2014 3:46:00 PM)

    Sweet and remorsefully heartfelt... with a patriotic resilience that is uncommon in today's rhetoric... your pen makes me proud to call you a fellow countryman... well done Susan! (Report) Reply

  • (10/23/2013 3:45:00 AM)

    Triumphant and defiant. Not much else to say that has not already been said. A loving and heartfelt dedication that only a local could write truly. (Report) Reply

  • Leria Hawkins (10/1/2013 11:33:00 AM)

    Lovely, Susan...absolutely lovely. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 12, 2013

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