Home Of The Oppressed, Land Of The Free Poem by Chen-ou Liu
Home Of The Oppressed, Land Of The Free
a tanka set
this smoky night
in the bomb-shattered world
to the camera
and in Hebrew, a Gazan wishes
'I'll go to sleep and wake up... alive'
'oh, to safe one life
is to save the whole world'
(this distance
in the rabbi's voice)
why this silence about bombings?
Tuesday, October 29, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: death,life,silence,war
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