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In Flanders Fields Revisited


04.30.11 Posted in today's words by

Kenneth Karrer’s poem White Wedding appeared here in February. This is a very different poem from that. They are both pretty awesome though. 

In Flanders Fields Revisited
By Kenneth Karrer

A picnic held at Flanders
Turned tragic.
The magic of another age
emerged
Borne in earth’s green womb
to term.
It presented head first.
Little hands helped … 
Heaps of dirt removed.
A small tin shovel pressed into service

to hurry the delivery.

And then the taps–
in just the wrong damned place … 
an afterbirth released 
in yellow clouds
Swept away to an eternal sleep
these children.
To a place where they discuss,
with deacons of demise
the secrets of another ghastly generation
asleep
in
Flanders Fields.






2 Responses to “In Flanders Fields Revisited”

  1. Sad but true. Nicely done.

  2. bobbie troy says:

    Very powerful.