Jonathan ROBIN

Freshman - 547 Points (22 September / London)

War - 0065 - Current Version - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

When men pl[a]y war worn waisted women pale,
wasted water drops, leak plops through shattered pail.
Civilians, weak, weep, wail, still ills assail,
harms way, mines, undermine calm's shell-shocked tale,
physicians, profiteers, have arms for sale.

(20 September 2008)

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Initial version written 23 March 1975 revised 20 September 2008. The number in the title refers to the chronological order of the first version unless the poem was omitted from the original list and rediscovered. Revised versions retain the initial number.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 17, 2012

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