' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Deadly Forecast Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Sunrise on the 6th
of August

immaculately
cloudless.

Sunlight glinting on
the Industrial Promotion Hall

Eatherly's plane
STRAIGHT FLUSH

reports on
visibility

does a
simulated run.

The radio cackles:
'Cloud Cover - less than 3/10tths
at all altitudes.

Advise: Bomb primary'

'Over.'

Less than an hour
...later

...Hiroshima

...flashes into History.

The Industrial Promotion Hall
no longer

itself
transformed

into the A-Bomb
Dome

the symbol
of its wreckage

obscured now
by the snow.