(SECONDS BEFORE)
somewhere in 1970 or so
I remember your smile
(secondsbefore)
telling me you 'wanted to live
as quietly as a star.'
(seconds before)
'No...not a movie star
a star above a mountain above a world star! '
(seconds before)
your hair fallen across your eyes
your hair hiding your smile
(seconds before
) THE BOMB GOES OFF
Indeed poignant and tragic and beautifully told like a few seconds rolling over and over again as detailed.
This was an old man I used to look after whose daughter was killed as the bomb went off...she was only a teenager and was talking gleefully of what and how she wanted to be when she grew up. She lost an arm and bled to death. His mind was trapped in the forever of it happening and he held on to those last seconds of her being alive. Those seconds were the only seconds he wanted to live over and over again..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's something deeply wrong in human nature. Thanks for sharing