atomics are made to be used.
take the world’s nuclear
arsenal; a deterrent?
or a deferment until
a later date; a high
rise of hate. do grievous
sins mitigate in the realm
of eternal time?
only in One, Infinite.
forget yourselves, finite
people, unless you find your
Grace, you’re as good as finished.
Gary Edward Geraci
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Gary Edward Geraci (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Written in the Group 47 (Gruppe 47) style - a postwar literary association in Germany - rejecting lofty generalizations in favor of a deliberate bare unsentimental style (excerpts from “A Poet’s Glossary” by Edward Hirsch).
- Category: Reflection
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The problem with asking questions in a poem is that you will not get any answers
Yes, I agree, David. I’d be happy to learn sometime in the afterlife that at least one poor soul (aren’t we all) gave the question a bit of reflection.
A fine write G.
Thank you, O!
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